Maybe that's all we can say...

On Saturday, I drove to the beach and I got to spend 4 hours laying out in the sun. It was fantastic - I read, listened to music, and talked to God. 

As I was thinking about the last post that I wrote and what God was trying to tell me about love, I remembered that a few years ago I started writing a blog (OK, it was on xanga. Does anybody use that anymore? I feel old...) and the fourth and final post was about love. I want to put it on here because it's so relevant.

Maybe That's All We Can Say

I was reading Blue Like Jazz today, and as I went through the chapter on "Romance" it made me think of how liberally we use the word love. The only real, true love is from God. So when we say that we love somebody, and then we let them down, that isn't loving them. So did we ever really love them? Or was our love imperfect? I mean I know that on this earth nobody and nothing is perfect, so our love isn't perfect. 

All we can do is try to imperfectly reflect perfect love.

It makes me think of my new favorite song, "Try" by Bebo Norman:
    "I'm afraid to grow up
    But somewhere inside is the will of a man
    And all I've ever wanted
    Was something to give and love if I can
    You make me want to try
    You make me want to fight
    You make me want to live
    You make me want to give"

It makes me think that if you are really honest with someone, all you can really tell them is that they make you want to try to love. Maybe all we can say is, "You make me want to perfectly love you. I know that in trying to love you perfectly, I will fail, but you make me want to try." Love should be more than an emotion...it should be an action that we choose every day. Maybe when you say that you love someone, what you mean is that you are going to choose to love them.
I don't know...I know that I will never make sense of it.

But:

God is love. 

That makes enough sense for me.