Lately I’ve been noticing a trend to make very vague “love is” statements.
“Love is here.”
“Love is now.”
“Love is everything.”
What does that even mean???
Really? Love is everything? So if I decided to pick up your cell phone and throw it in the street, that’s love? If I let someone steal your book bag, that’s love?
It is way too easy to take these statements and distort them to mean whatever you want. Maybe one of the reasons United States culture is so messed up is because we don’t know what love is, and we’re willing to let a tshirt define it for us.
“You’re so cynical.”
If cynicism means questioning a tshirt, then sign me up. I’m sorry everyone else seems to think that we should just accept everyone’s definition of love blindly, but I hold love in very sacred regards. And something that is so precious should not be cheapened by fluid and flimsy statements.
What is love?
According to Merriam-Webster’s online dictionary: unselfish, loyal, and benevolent concern for the good of another.
“Love…bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.”
“Greater love has no one than this, than to lay down one’s life for his friends.”
“For love is as strong as death.”
“Many waters cannot quench love, nor can the floods drown in.”
“Perfect love casts out fear.”
Love is a sacrifice. Love is a gift. Love is a verb. Love is many things, but there are also many things that love is not. Let us continue to hold love in a sacred regard, and protect it from society’s attempts to turn it into something it is not.