JessiLynn

Compassion. Affection. Infatuation. Admiration. All of these words can express what love may be referred to. But what does it really mean? Could it be as simple as caring slightly for someone? Or possibly having the feeling that you’d be nothing without that certain person? To me, love is something that shouldn’t be overly expressed to everyone, but to only those who you truly long for and care for. Someone that you wouldn’t be able to lose without going insane. I used to not have a good grasp around the meaning of love. Before, I didn’t think about it much. I’d say that I loved my family and friends without a second thought. I’m not even sure if I even meant it from the heart. It wasn’t until I gave my life to Jesus Christ and was overwhelmed by the Holy Spirit that I could //truly// understand the meaning and feelings of love. I’ll begin to feel warm, like a soothing fire suddenly began to illuminate within me, and there is happiness. Overwhelming happiness that brings tears. Acceptance. Love. Understanding. It sounds simple, but it truly isn’t. Honestly, the only description that I can give is that I was hollow before I was touched by Jesus Christ. I think that I was lonely, hurt, and entirely swallowed up by anguish that made no sense. I’m young, and haven’t had many relationships of love, besides with my family, but one thing is for sure is that I am madly in love with Jesus Christ, and my God. Love is special, and can only be acquired through the //want// to have a worth wild relationship, a meaningful relationship. When you possess it, just thinking or talking about that certain someone feels overwhelming, and you can’t help but to feel compassion as you refer to them. That is what love is. True admiration and infatuation for a single, or a group of beings.