Love is a word with a 1000 meanings… For me it’s what I have with my husband, my daughter but above both of them it’s the love I have for Jesus Christ. Now I grew up like every other privileged child. My dad would cook breakfast on Sunday mornings and then come get us out of bed. We would put on our fancy dresses and bows in our hair and grab our monogrammed bibles as we walked out the door. He would buy gum for us on the way to church to keep us happy as we sat and listened to this man talk for what seemed like forever… Does this sound like you, when you were 8? Well, one Sunday at 8 years old I actually listened. I found the story behind what everyone was trying to tell me about. I heard the love and understood the love for Jesus Christ and what I thought I got from loving him. That night I asked Jesus into my heart.

Now he’s been there for 17 years. I have never given up my faith even though some of my teenage actions didn’t show that. I always knew I had someone on my side. It wasn’t till two years ago though that I truly began to have a relationship with him. Now I talk to him a lot.. I let him know how thankful I am, lean on him when I need to, let him know how my little girl is doing and ask for his guidance through marriage.  He lets me know what moves I need to step away from and which ones I need to jump on. He guides my every choice in life. This to me is the true meaning of the ultimate love.

However, God tells you to love. Love? Love everyone no matter their difference? To me this is a big request from him considering he is the only one that can love absolutely every person no matter what they have done. When God ask something though I try to do it. Two years ago I started listening. He will tell me to smile at that lady struggling in the grocery store. He will tell me to pay for the ladies coffee in the Starbucks line. He will tell me to pray for the man you see struggling in life. He will tell me to help that family even when you can’t even help your self. He will tell me to give and I give. Do you see a pattern? He calls and I do but here is the kicker…. It’s never the same type of love. I don’t just smile or give or pray. You have to do it all. God doesn’t tell you one way to love but he tells you to love. whichever way you see fit.

Sometimes in life we get caught up in the figure of God. Many don’t see the relationship you could have with him. Begin to let him direct your life. Let him tell you what step to take next. Listen, Pray and then find the Ultimate love! So today don’t get caught up with the fact that on Sunday you go to church and listen to a man (or woman) talk for what seems like forever. Listen and take it in. Love in the way God would. I promise life will not get easier but it will make more sense.

LOVE of the Work. Love. Mom.