Love is a splendid thing. It is a noun, a verb and everything in between. Love has too many definitions. It differs through experiences, some may say. Yet, have we all figure love out?
Love as rampant as it is, has diminished the value of itself. Equating love with the temporary ‘kilig’ or that ‘romantic excitement,” momentary lust, kissing scenes, pleasures, love teams, hashtags and trends. Whereas, the true meaning and value of it has blur out before our eyes.
So what might be the problem? The problem is (as Stephen Chbosky puts it), “we accept the love we think we deserve.” Most people are contented with the romantic excitement that they receive. Why? Because that’s the only tangible thing they can fathom. Things beyond the fathomable are dismissed as “high expectations” or “ignorance.”
Love as sweet and cliche as it may sound, is simply love. The more simple it is, the better. Love is not grandiose. It is not narcissistic. It is not neurotic. As far as it is not grandiose, love is simply the beauty of everything here on earth and beyond it. It does not stand in the limelight and sparkle. Love stands even without sparkle. The truth is, love is the sky, the womb, the universe and the vastness of each; the infinity and the beyond. Love is the heaven and earth. Love is the creation. Love is looking up.
38 And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God’s love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons,[b] neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow—not even the powers of hell can separate us from God’s love. 39 No power in the sky above or in the earth below—indeed, nothing in all creation will ever be able to separate us from the love of God that is revealed in Christ Jesus our Lord.