I can not help but think of Love during Easter time.
To think of a kind of Love that is patient. A love that is kind. A Love that does not envy, does not boast, and is not proud. A Love which does not dishonor others, that is not self-seeking, and not easily angered, neither keeps any record of wrongs. A Love that does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. A Love that always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. A Love that never fails.
To think that I am loved like that, by a King; a King who perfectly created me into perfection and selflessly died a shameful death to give me life is beyond my being. And to think that my neighbor whom i hardly greet was perfectly created and is dearly loved by the same King… I can not help but love.
In every decision chose Love first; because there is no reason to love. You love because you love.