“ Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.” - 1 Corinthians 13:4.” The definition of love can be portrayed behind many different symbols as well as many different meanings. Love to me is a sacred word that you not only express and act upon but at the same time, love is one of those things that will either make you or break you … sometimes worse. It is said that the heart is the hardest working muscle in the body due to the fact that it is constantly pumping blood throughout your temple every second of the day . But does the ability and strength to love yourself and everyone around you measure out to the etiquette of pumping a healthy heart everyday? Love is patient. I always tend to ask myself
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By love being patient, I’ve realized that even though I am a good person and many people will continuously let me down from time to time, I need to have the ability to trust the process, continue to have resilience, and look at the brighter picture of the situation. Every major event that has broken me has made me into the person I am today all because of my patience and prayer.
Love is kind . Is love really kind when love can kill you . I’ve never understood why people use the “L” word so freely as if there isn’t a true meaning behind it. If love is really so kind, why has it become more of a noun rather than a verb in this generation of time? On my first day of middle school, I met this girl no older than me. She had such an amazing personality and she was my very first friend in middle school. We did everything together from having sleep overs to stealing each other's clothes and pulling the longest lasting all-nighter over summer break. We even almost shared the same exact birthday but she was born the day after me. She was even
By love being patient, I’ve realized that even though I am a good person and many people will continuously let me down from time to time, I need to have the ability to trust the process, continue to have resilience, and look at the brighter picture of the situation. Every major event that has broken me has made me into the person I am today all because of my patience and prayer.
Love is kind . Is love really kind when love can kill you . I’ve never understood why people use the “L” word so freely as if there isn’t a true meaning behind it. If love is really so kind, why has it become more of a noun rather than a verb in this generation of time? On my first day of middle school, I met this girl no older than me. She had such an amazing personality and she was my very first friend in middle school. We did everything together from having sleep overs to stealing each other's clothes and pulling the longest lasting all-nighter over summer break. We even almost shared the same exact birthday but she was born the day after me. She was even