Passion



Passion is a gritty kind of love, tough and

optimistic enthusiasm that overcomes negativity and inconvenience to make it

through to the end. (10,000 Reasons Overflow)


Saturday, January 15, 2011

Choosing to live love

Yesterday I came from work, I was so annoyed because all my neighbors had shoveled snow, and left mine.  I almost always shovel 3 or 4 of my neighbor's walkways and sidewalks.  My daughter is on crutches and I did really think 'what the heck?'.  I was thankful it didn't take very long to get it done, but I can tell you, I was a little hurt.  I know its dumb, but whatever.

This morning I got up... ugh!  no! more snow!  So I quickly grabbed the shovel and got mine done, and I went out there and thought "I'm not doing it!  I'm only doing mine" and then a voice from deep down said "it's more than a sweatshirt you know".  A deep sigh and a 'I know' and I shoveled all the normal peeps, AND the lady on the corner (I rarely do that house). 

The sweatshirt?  It says 'I choose to live love'.  And I do.  Almost always, but sometimes I get in my own way.  But not shoveling, that's not living love.

Love is a choice.  We can choose to live it or not.  I choose love.

I went scrapbooking today, 57 pages!  I could digitally scrapbook (its sooo cool) but there really is something about having that pictures, the pages, and the other stuff IN YOUR HANDS.  I scrapbooked a lot, but as each picture and page ran through my fingers, love whispered into my heart.

I choose to live love.

Sometimes its hard. 

But it is always my choice.

John 13:34 “A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.


P.S.  When I got home, someone snowblowed my driveway.  Thank You Jesus.

3 comments:

Nakamuras on Saipan said...

I found myself nodding my head reading this post. I know exactly how you feel. We are in a situation now where many times I have "done things" around here -not that I have to but out of love and yet...the same is not returned. When I found myself becoming angry about it- I had to stop and think....I realized my heart was in the wrong place and I had to think about what my motives were DESPITE what the other party was doing....good post. Hugs.

Stacy said...

So happy that your loving others came back to love on you...thanks snowblower person, for loving my friend ;)

Pat said...

Beautiful post...