When we look at the Cross, we understand the greatness of his love. When we look at the crib, we understand the tenderness of his love for you and for me, for your family and every family.
~ Blessed Teresa of Calcutta (1910-1997)
God stretched out his hands on the Cross so as to embrace the farthest corners of the universe.
~ St Cyril of Jerusalem (ca. 313-386/387, Father of the Church)
Love is always a two way street…so safe to say, I have never experienced love. Well, I’venever experienced the romantic love, because – sure, I have felt very strong feelings for someone, even convinced myself that it was love, but pure love only happens when it is returned.
It kind of freaks me out, the improbability of it. The fact that two people will feel the exact passion and love for each other at the same time, in the same place… the chances just don’t compute for me. And yet, I see it all around me. I have friends that are mega in love, I know so many people who have that awesome love for another and it sort of blows my mind.
Will I ever have that blessing? Of having that mega strong feeling I have for a guy I really like (I can’t say love, even though it feels like it, see paragraph 1) returned? Logically, and statistically, I don’t know… I even doubt it… but I have faith that it’ll happen… and until then, I’ll blow off these occasional bouts of loneliness I feel and embrace the fact that I am single, independent and loving life, but still… There are only so many times you can just put on a happy face before you crumble
