It is in giving that we receive…it is in loving that we are loved.
How can you supposed to be loved, if there is nothing more to give?
Isn’t your all enough?
Is your best wasn’t good as you think it was?
How can you bring happiness when you weren’t happy?
How can you dream if your world is empty?
We all have different interpretations of what love really is…
Different styles of expressing that feeling…
Different ways to be satisfied…
Different meaning to understand…
Rick Warren spells love as T-I-M-E.
Because the essence of love is not what we think or do, or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves.
In 1 Corinthians, it is written that love is patient & kind…
Not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish, or irritable;
Love does not keep record of wrongs…
You gave your T-I-M-E… your whole life.
You were patient… you were kind.
Yet this seemed didn’t matter… this was JUST not enough…
How can you still hold on to the promise of love?
Most of us tend to hold on…
Tries to bring back that little spark…
But how can love be justified, if there’s a pain that kills you inside?
When loving means believing, and believing means loving
How long can one stand suffering?
Of the love that was really hurting…
Until when can enough be stopped?
And letting go be on the positive track…
For it is not always in holding on or fighting for,
...love is not ours to command.(photo by ericson)
How can you supposed to be loved, if there is nothing more to give?
Isn’t your all enough?
Is your best wasn’t good as you think it was?
How can you bring happiness when you weren’t happy?
How can you dream if your world is empty?
We all have different interpretations of what love really is…
Different styles of expressing that feeling…
Different ways to be satisfied…
Different meaning to understand…
Rick Warren spells love as T-I-M-E.
Because the essence of love is not what we think or do, or provide for others, but how much we give of ourselves.
In 1 Corinthians, it is written that love is patient & kind…
Not jealous or conceited or proud; love is not ill-mannered or selfish, or irritable;
Love does not keep record of wrongs…
You gave your T-I-M-E… your whole life.
You were patient… you were kind.
Yet this seemed didn’t matter… this was JUST not enough…
How can you still hold on to the promise of love?
Most of us tend to hold on…
Tries to bring back that little spark…
But how can love be justified, if there’s a pain that kills you inside?
When loving means believing, and believing means loving
How long can one stand suffering?
Of the love that was really hurting…
Until when can enough be stopped?
And letting go be on the positive track…
For it is not always in holding on or fighting for,
...love is not ours to command.(photo by ericson)
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