I am limited. I recognize it more every day. I think it
helps to explore the actualization of this because then I can live more fully
within my limits. And when possible, I can work on pushing them down. One level
at a time.
And I what I want most limitlessly is to love. That sounds
kind of corny to me for some reason—perhaps because the culture I live in has
trivialized the word and made it mean a lot of different things. What I seek to
address is the kind of love that is more than a feeling (though feelings are
certainly involved); “a love fiercer
than the love between friends, more gentle than a mother’s when a baby’s at her
side; a loyalty that’s deeper than mere sentiment and a music higher than the
songs that I can sing” (Rich Mullins). A love that treasures people, knowing
they are genuinely important. A love that isn’t afraid to know someone.
I think it starts with understanding that I am limitlessly
loved, and from within that reality I can dissolve the walls that stop me from
loving proactively rather than passively.
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