1 hug = 1 Life

 I am burdened for people to know that I love them, my family, my friends,and people that I don't even really know.  Do they understand how special they are? Do they feel loved?  Do they see that they matter to me?  Do they know that I am not playing a role, that I seriously love them?  I can see now how sometimes I have craved to receive love and so I gave it with a tag line of  "love me back please."  When I wouldn't get the response I thought I should get it grieved my heart.  I felt bad that they didn't accept that love of God that I had for them, but I also felt like I was unloved and rejected by the world. I believe that the feelings of grief and rejection weren't (and aren't) just my heart but a manifestation of the spirit of God within me.  God loves the world and they reject him all the time even though he gave his own son to die for them. It grieves him that people don't accept his love for them.  Quite honestly I am still learning how to accept God's love for me, and I could see how others might have a hard time accepting the free gift of love. Love in this world almost always comes at some price that we aren't prepared to pay.  It is hard to accept something that we don't deserve without thinking that there is a hidden cost, and a huge number of us feel unworthy of love. I am learning that there are hidden advantages to God's grace gift. When I let God love me it affects my world view and changes me when I open my  heart and accept that love. We have to open our hearts to accept that love and in the process it opens us up to give love also.  At this point I desire to love on people because it amazes me how much God loves me.  My cup is full and running over.  I have a desire to give as much love as I can. People really do matter to me and when I say "I love you" I really mean it. It grieves me to know that anyone in the world feels unloved. I am not even sure if I care if anyone in the world loves me anymore.  I just want others to feel loved because I think it could change the world that we live in. A woman I hugged today told me to keep hugging because it might save someone's life.  I believe that. 

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