Answer, Love, Question...

If i knew a thing I'd simply live my life without speaking unnecessarily. There is so much talk, so much opinion, so much description of truth that words offer no justice to. How can we articulate love? How can i stop travelling down roads my fears take me? What is love to you? Love to me is something I'm just beginning to learn about, to know about, to feel... Love removes all anger, all fear, all resentment & all absence of gratitude. How do you love? How can i answer to you something only my actions can impart? Scary, overwhelming, humbling to find oneself in the completed picture of a puzzle that exemplifies "we (i) all fall short of the glory of god, of love". It's not that i love more or less, it's not that i take it for granted, it's something i must practice, something i need to stand up for & prioritise as being what I'm discovering it to be. Even when it's the most difficult thing we'll ever do...