What is Love?

What is love?  Perhaps this one question alone can strike up some of the most debated answers of all time. Hardly anyone can agree on one definition of love. 

Love may be hard to define for some people, but surely you cannot miss the outward signs of it. 

For me, some outward signs of love that I have been shown lately are little things like setting up the coffee pot for me so I have fresh coffee when I wake up, sitting up in bed so I can lean against you when I am sick, and making me a lunch when you yourself are getting ready for work, and offering to go to the store to buy me eye drops even though you were about to go to bed.  These are simple things... in fact, they are so simple, you might not notice them if you aren't paying attention.  In fact, some people might not say this is "love."  But to those people, I would say "Do not take your love for granted. Be mindful of the small things."  

If we are mindful in the small things, then we can be trusted with the big things (Luke 16: 1-12).  Life is composed of all the small things added together... in fact, sometimes the smallest things teach us the biggest lessons.  It's easy to become negligent in the small things, but when we are faithful in the small things, then I believe, our love shines forth even more. 

So I say, my husband may not be fighting a dragon and battling for me in a jousting tournament, or taking me across the world in a private jet --  but I am willing to argue that his love shines more brightly than the sun through "the little things." It's easy for a rich man to drop 1K on some earrings.... but it takes more selflessness, more strength, more love to go out to the store for medicine when you don't feel like going.  Simply put, love is in the little things. 

I have never doubted his love.  I grow more in love every day. 

"Do little things with great love." - Mother Therese 

Friday Morning Inspiration #2

See how nature--trees, flowers, grass--grows in silence; see the stars, the moon, and the sun, how they move in silence...we need silence to be able to touch souls."  --Mother Teresa 

I'm Back!! (From the Big Move)

Well, we are significantly into the month of September, and I'm just now writing....  That's okay though because everyone expects life to be chaotic after a big move.... The Big Move. 


I'm officially moved out of my parents' house (the beloved house of my childhood) and into my first home (technically, apartment) with my husband!!  Moving was everything I expected it to be: excitement, exhaustion, joy, and a whole lot of sweat.  


When I moved away to college, there was always a sense of "I'll be back soon."  But this move, was The Big Move.  This was permanent - a definite sign of growing up.  I always wondered what my first home would be like with my husband... and let me tell you, it's everything it's cracked up to be.  It may be small but its so "us." Our walls, our rooms were a blank canvas and we made it "us." 


Along the way, I've learned a few crucial things:


1. With a little bit of sweat you can do a lot.... oh, like move a thousand-pound couch down old wooden stairs and then up three flights of stairs. 
2. When you sort through your childhood room, you can find out a lot about who you are by what is hidden under your bed for 22 years :) 
3. There's a reason why people speak so highly of "elbow grease".... because it works! 
4. Spending the first night in your apartment is amazing...even if it means you eat breakfast using a cardboard box as a table. 
5. Only family would help you on a miserably hot day move boxes up three flights of stairs.... for that, I'm very grateful! 


I've still got a few pesky boxes to unpack but I suppose it will get done soon enough. 
For now, I'm just happy to have a cozy little nest that I like to call home :) 




"Home is where the heart is, and my heart is where you are."  - Relient K