What Is Love?

What is love? What is this thing that we feel? When is it true? How do we know when it is real? Is it even real at all? Why does it cause so many people pain? Why does it make people laugh? Why does it make people cry?

Well.

This is love.

A mother getting that toy; even if it means that she can't get a coffee.
A father going to work; even if he doesn't feel like it.
A sister letting her younger sister play with her make-up.
One brother saying to another, 'Hey, let's play a video game together!"
A stranger buying another's meal.
A younger sibling making sure that they don't annoy the older sibling.
A older sibling taking the time to hang out and get to know the younger sibling.
A family sacrificing their time on a Saturday to help another in need.
A gift of money, even when the lender has next to nothing.
A mother getting up at 2am to sooth a crying baby.

But.

Love is more.

Love is a verb, it is something that you do.

Love is a noun, it is something that you are.

Love is so much more than what I, or anyone for that matter, can put into words. But, I do know what the greatest example of Love is. It is Jesus. He died upon the Cross to save us, a life for a life. I do not think that there is any greater love. So, today, show someone some love. So, today, be Love.

xoxo,
Rebekah

So Sorry

 Hey guys, I know that I haven't posted here in a while. I just have been really busy and all, I haven't forgotten about you guys! I am in the starting stage of writing a novel, so I might not have another real post here for a while again. Please bare with me! I love you all!

Full of Fright

So many mistakes, So broken

Tears, blood, sweat- all for nothing.

A broken heart, not once but twice.

A vow broken, a promise made

Again, a promise broken.

All is just broken.

Tears, on my knees crying out to the one that truly cares.

Not hearing the answer, thoughts fly through my head.

Not understanding the answer, so confused.

Failing Faith, Full of Fright 

Hand in Hand

 

Hand in hand,

We stand

Now not alone,

On this journey home,

Through test, trials,

And many miles,

We may go,

But I always know,

That you’re there for me

And I hope you can see

That I’m there for you

No matter what you do.

Those Perfect Nights

Those perfect nights where you stay up late giggling with your best friend

Those perfect nights where you eat mint ice-cream and drink hot chocolate

Those perfect nights where you dance all crazy to good music

Those perfect nights where you watch sad movies and cry your heart out

Those perfect nights where you watch love movies and wish it was you

Those perfect nights where you laugh your head off at nothing reasonable

Those perfect nights where you can feel God moving

Those perfect nights where you make goofy videos with your best friend

Those perfect nights where you upload those videos to YouTube

Those perfect nights where you have heart-to-heart talks

Those perfect nights where you pretend to be Taylor Swift

Those perfect nights where you listen to one song over and over again

Those perfect nights where you do stupid things with your best friends

Those perfect nights where you push your best friend off the bed :)

Those perfect nights where you laugh at old videos

Those perfect nights where you wish you had more

Those perfect nights where you happy with what you have

Those perfect nights where you fall in love with your best guy friend

Those perfect nights where you watch weird YouTube videos

Those perfect nights where you see how much you have changed

Those perfect nights where you thank God for His amazing love

Those perfect nights where you don't worry about make-up

Those perfect nights where you just don't give a care

Those perfect nights where you let loose and be free

Those perfect nights where you tell stories about stupid stuff you have done

Those perfect nights where you dream of far-off lands

Those perfect nights where you talk of things past

Those perfect nights where you don't care about "Fashion"

Those perfect nights where you admire those people who you hate

Those perfect nights where you just be you.

Poisoned Waters

Hating who you love

Love who you hate

Anger always present but not a gift

Happiness chasing but never caught

Hunger, pain. alas! No gain.

Useless words, powerful silence

Poetry, just like poisoned waters. 

Home

The multitude of colors,

Red, orange, yellow, blue, pink and more,

Were a wondrous sight to behold

The dark silhouettes of men coming home

Brought joy to the hearts of women and children

Their fathers, sons, brothers, and friends were coming home as last!

But many wept for there was none for them.

Boys now men, men now old, old and young both gone.

(Just a side note-I am Canadian but have strong British and French blood in me, hence the Union Jack)