an excerpt from a definition essay i wrote a while ago for my writing class:
So the question arises, what is love? Webster defines being in love as “being with or feeling deep affection or passion for another person”. I have a passion for dancing. Am I in love with dancing? I would say probably not. I don’t have intimate feelings for or wish to marry dancing. I probably won‘t always love dancing. The definition of love, I believe, is different for every person. So this is my definition. A few years ago, I fell in love with God. I came to the realization that I no longer wanted to live for me, but that there was someone I wanted to be with forever and give everything to. I think being in love with a human being will be something like this. I don’t think I could ever love a person in the way that I love God, but I think the two are closely related. I could never stop loving God, even if I wanted to, and I feel that there is nothing He could do to make me love Him less. Love, to me, is when we fully, constantly put another person before us. When we totally lose ourselves
I hope, one day, that I can lose myself. I'm siked.
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