My Everlasting Love

As the Lord was always faithful in the past, he is faithful to us today, and we can be sure he will always be faithful, "for his mercy endures forever." This process of recalling all that the Lord has done for us is a very fruitful spiritual practice. Our memory that God has always been faithful to us with unwavering love is holy and precious treasure. This is part of the art of pondering in the heart, which we learn especially from Mary. When we recall with gratitude how God has blessed us in the past, the eyes of our hearts are open to what he is doing in the present as well. Without this "sacred memory," we are likely to misunderstand what God is doing, and may even suspect that he has abandoned us, like an unfaithful spouse. We never allow the hardships of the present to cancel out our confidence in the goodness and merciful love of the Lord. As we give thanks for the faithful love of God, we grow more aware of our responsibility to love him in return, and to be faithful in our love for one another. Since we are created in the image and likeness of God, and faithfulness is a hallmark of all God's relationships, we are called to be faithful to love, according to our situation and state of life. The more our love resembles God's love, the more his love will shine in our world ---- which is hungering so desperately for authenticity and fidelity in love.♥

Liberty Fly

My dear enchanted fly at liberty to the sun height
joyfully brush your wing with the sun light
lovingly come sit on my shoulder upon your sight
and heavenly share the blessing for our delight.♥

~ ramp 150713 ~

Realness Of Something

They have come up with a perfect understanding. He won't try to run her life, and he won't try to run his, either. And beautifully their love wakes with the morning, unafraid to meet the little worries of the day and thus sleeps when evening comes delighted to see the darkness of the night.♥

LOVE

If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease ---- where there are tongues, they will be stilled ---- where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror ---- then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part ; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

And now these three remain : faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.♥

~ 1 Corinthians 13 ~

Steadfast Love

"Save me, O Lord, in your steadfast love."
Jer 18:18-20
Jn 8:12
Mt 20:17-28

Lent is a time to look with greater precision into our hearts. It is a rather intimidating work because we do not always like what we see, 'more blessing to those who keep on giving likable and lovely to see about' and we are afraid of what we might have to face if we look too deep. Our fears are unfounded, however. Although God is not intent on condemning us ; he is intent on saving us. It is with this solid conviction that we allow him to lead us into greater self-knowledge, and a deeper examination of our inner life. The word of God, sharper that any two-edged sword (Hb 4:12), slices very finely and deeply to depict two problems that can lurk within our hearts : bitter resentment and prideful ambition.
We do not come up with a way to God by ourselves. We follow the One who knows "the way" : "Anyone among you who aspires to greatness must serve the rest, and whoever wants to rank first among you, must serve the needs of all. Such is the case of the Son of Man who has come, not to be served, by others but to serve, to give his own life as a ransom for the many." Pray that we empty our hearts of selfish ambition, resentment, and envy, and allow the Lord to fill them with self-emptying love, in loving the love to somebody.♥

Good morning - Big heart

♥ To Share His Love ♥
~ Genesis 1:1 ~

In the beginning, God ---- who is limitless in power, wisdom, and love ---- wanted one thing. He wanted someone with whom to share his love. So he set about creating the universe. Words flowed from his mouth, forming planets and stars, continents and oceans. Yet as detailed and amazing as they were, they were only the stage for his dearest and best creation, ---- You! He created everything needed for you to live and for him to express his love to you. And he created you in his image and likeness ---- with a Heart (big enough) that could accept his love and reciprocate it. He wants to share himself with you. Good morning, with drama, open your heart to Him.♥

Kiss A Smile

There are about a hundreds of languages in the Universe but a smile speaks =)♥


What said those two souls communicating through the language of the eyes, more perfect than that of the lips, the language given to the soul in order that sound may not mar the ecstasy of feeling? In such moments, when the thoughts of two happy beings penetrate into each other's souls through the eyes, the spoken word is halting, rude, and weak ---- it is as the harsh, slow roar of the thunder compared with the rapidity of the dazzling lightning flash, expressing feelings already recognized, ideas already understood, and if words are made use of it is only because the heart's desire, dominating all the being and flooding it with happiness, wills that the whole human organism with all its physical and psychical powers give expression to the song of joy that rolls through the soul. To the questioning glance of love, as it flashes out and then conceals itself, speech has no reply ---- the smile, the kiss, the sigh answer. ♥

~ Noli Me Tangere, Jose Rizal ~

Love Unlimited

I've met a man and fallen in love with him. I allowed myself to fall in love for one simple reason : I'm not expecting anything to come from it. I know that, in three months time, I'll be far away and he'll be just a memory, but I couldn't stand living without love any longer : I had reached my limit ..... Generally speaking, these meetings occur when we reach a limit, when we need to die and be reborn emotionally. These meetings are waiting for us, but more often than not, we avoid them happening. If we are desperate, though, if we have nothing to lose, or if we are full of enthusiasm for life, then the unknown reveals itself, and our universe changes directions.

~ Paulo Coelho ~

The greatest relationships are the ones  you never expected to be in. The ones that swept off your feet and challenged every view you've ever had !♥

Passion

Passion. It lies in all of us. Sleeping . . . . waiting . . . . and though unwanted, unbidden, it will stir . . . . opens its jaws and howl. It speaks to us . . . . guide us. 
Passion rules us all. And we obey. What other choice do we have? Passion is the source of our finest moments. The joy of love . . . . the clarity of hatred . . . . the ecstasy of grief. It hurts sometimes more than we can bear. If we could live without passion, maybe we'd know some kind of peace. But we would be hollow. Empty rooms, shattered and dank. Without passion, we'd truly be, dead. ♥ 

~ Joss Whedon ~ 


A strong fondness,
A strong emotion,
A strong interest,
A strong desire,
Intense Love. ♥

OPAL

You are ice and fire,
The touch of you burns my hand like snow.
You are cold and flame.
You are crimson of amaryllis,
The silver of moon-touched magnolias.
When I am with you,
My heart is a frozen pond
Gleaming with agitated torches. ♥ 

~Amy Lowell, Opal ~ 

This Is Love

♥ Love of God ♥
~Matthew 22: 34-40 ~

Worthwhile indeed is the life of one who gives his all.♥
~ St. Arnold Janssen ~

Love ever gives ----
forgives ----
outlives ----
And ever stand with open hands.
And while it lives,
it gives.
For this is love's prerogatives . . . . 
To give, ---- and give, and ---- give.♥
~ John Oxenham/William Arthur Dunkerley ~

A Story of Love

♥ My Book Of Love ♥

Where do I begin
To tell the story of how great a love can be
The sweet love story that is older than the sea
The simple truth about the love she brings to me
Where do I start

With her first hello
She gave new meaning to this empty world of mine
There'd never be another love, another time
She came into my life and made the living fine
She fills my heart

She fills my heart with very special things
With angels songs , with wild imaginings
She fills my soul with so much love
That anywhere I go I'm never lonely
With her around, who could be lonely
I reach for her hand-its always there

How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know Ill need her till the stars all burn away
And shell be there

How long does it last
Can love be measured by the hours in a day
I have no answers now but this much I can say
I know Ill need her till the stars all burn away
And shell be there . . . . ♥

~ Andy Williams, Love Story ~

White Lies

Never . . . . 

Never say I love you if you don't care
Never talk about feelings, if they're not really there
Never talk touch a life if you mean to break a heart.

. . . . Ever.♥

Trees in Love

♥ We say we love flowers, yet we pluck them. We say we love trees, yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid when told they are loved . . . . ♥

I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth's sweet flowing breast ----
A tree that looks at God all day
And lifts her leafy arms to pray ----
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair ----
Upon whose bosom snow has lain ----
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.♥

~ Trees, Joyce Kilmer ~