What's love got to do with it?

People suck. They totally and completely suck... with their secrets and agendas and lies and manipulations. People are rude and hateful and spew their venimous accusations and do it all under the claim that it's simply "out of love". That bothers me! We as human kind obviously don't know the first thing about Love. Love is not spiteful or hurtful or manipulative. Love doesn't fish for information only to use it for self-serving purposes. Love doesn't pretend to care or serve it's own agenda. Love doesn't keep a list of things to be upset about or accuse others with malicious intent.

Is this world really in such a sad state that it is considered okay and normal to tear people down and hurl insults at them "out of love"?

WOW. How have we gone so off course?

All of this brings me to the realization that human kind has no idea what Love really is. Someone needs to show the world Love ... actual LOVE.

Love has no agenda. Love has no point to prove or argument to make. And Love certianly doesn't attack or make accusations. It can't. It doesn't even have that ability ... because it's Love. It does not posess negative qualities.

A wolf is a wolf. Plain and simple. No matter how hard it tries and no matter how many wool pelts it piles on it's self, it will still have it's nargly fangs and it will still be a wolf.

No matter how hard people try to use fancy words or pretty packaging - malice and hate and hurt and insults will still be malice and hate and hurt and insults ... and such things are impossible to be done from a spirit of Love.

I Corinthians 13:4-7 says, "LOVE is patient, LOVE is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seaking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. LOVE does not delight in evil but rejoices in truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always preserves."

That friends is LOVE. Loveing others under this true defination of Love is what we are created to do. This is our life goal. It is our greatest work. So let's put down our self-seaking agendas and put away our forked, visous tounges. Let us stop hurting one another and blaiming it on our "spirit of love" and instead, just LOVE. Pure, simple, genuine, humble, honest, trusting, others-driven, patient, forgiving, preserving LOVE.

Let us not insult Love any longer.

So, what's LOVE got to do with it? EVERYTHING. Love is my everything. I am going to give as much Love as I can to as many people as I can and hope beyond all hope that Love will make a difference in this world.

Like the Beatles said ... All we need is LOVE. And I couldn't agree more.

I will rage ...

Everyone has heard the statment "alone in a crowd" and I am sure that at some point in time in every persons life they have felt that way ...

I am in a weird place in life. I have become so very aware of all of my defenses ... all of my tactics to keep myself hidden behind walls ... and I have begun to tear the bricks down that have held me at bay for so long. It's so much work ... I'm sweaty and bleeding and at any moment I feel like every muscle in my body is going to revolt. But it needs to be done and I want it to be done. It's just that it seems like the more of my walls that I tear down the more I realize that everyone else is so walled up that I am still all alone ... now it's just alone in a crowd. Being open is really scary for me. This is new. I HATE new! Everything about me is changing so rapidly. I want to rip other peoples walls down with mine even though I know it's not my burden. The loneliness of life is starting to kill me little by little. I am working so hard ... growing, changing, refining, becoming an adult ... I guess I never fully realize how hard it would all be. I am so lonely ...

Jared told me to rage against the dying of the light. I am fighting for it as much as I possibly can. I am afraid though that there's not much fight left in me. If I am only going to end up alone in the crowd then what is the real use in tearing all of my walls down in the first place? So I can be a better person? What does that matter when everyone is so walled in themselves that they can't see who I really am anyway? Until I figure it all out or until I die trying ... I will rage, rage against the dying of the light ...