If there’s any reason why I know and why I believe in love that is not because of the perfect families and couples in my eyes. Not because of them who help hopeless people in different areas of this world. Not because of the people who act like a saint and love people as if it was unconditional. Not because of romantic movies I’ve watched and stories I’ve read. Not because of those cliche writers who write and quote about love. But most especially not because of him whom I spent the six years of my life with. Not him who gave me butterflies in my stomach, who gave words and promises to cling to. Not him whom I used to exchange I love you’s with. Not him, who kissed and hugged me countless times, he who made me feel loved for temporary times of our lives. Not him whom once the source of my happiness. Not him, who’ve been there for me when no one does. Not him whom I gave my whole heart and love for the past years of my life. Not him whom I dreamed to be with for the rest of my life. Not him whom I prayed and wished to be my lifetime partner.
Because if I were to base the meaning of love upon these people and what good and sweet things they can do to each other, I would hate the whole world and never in my life would I believe in them. If I would believe that a true definition and perfect example of love are those things and actions, love for me is a foolish. Love just creates people to be a liar and selfish ones. … But because of Him, who catch me when the person I thought my true love has left me. He who wiped my tears away those crying nights I was all by myself and no one even knows I’m breaking down. He who never stops seeking me even if I ran away and hid from him too many times. He who never leaves me even I have many times ignored him and neglected his invitation with his arms wide open saying ‘daughter, come unto me, you’re not alone, I’m here’, He whom I became deaf to hear his voice calling my name. He who always patiently waits for me, He who never gets tired to win my heart. He who first loved me, even if I have loved someone else whom I’m willing to give up my life, apart from Him, apart from his love for me.
He who gave his son to die on the cross and pay the penalty for all of my sins and be reconciled to Him as my Father. He who seeks me and found me. When I found out who God really is, and what kind of father He is for us— I found the true meaning of Love. God is love. He’s the right definition of Love, and offering his son was the perfect example of love. After knowing these things, I’ve realized, how can people love if they don’t even know what its true definition, how can I love if I don’t know what is Love. How will people do and give true love to their spouse, children, partner if their knowledge about what love is found through how the world defines it. Now that I know Him, I found reason to believe in Love. Love does exist, when God exists in your heart. That’s when you have God in your heart, you can extend true love to other people as Him inside your heart — is LOVE.