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It’s a touchy subject for some.

To some, “love” means only the physical aspects of a relationship.

To some, it is moreso the emotional connection.

This is what Wikipedia says defines love, and here are Dictionary.com’s definitions.

I am of the opinion that love is not a place to come and go as we please; it’s a house we enter in and then commit to never leave.

To some, “love” is a word that they can fall into. But when they’re falling out, keeping that word is hard to do.

–Warren Barfield

I like (I typed “love” and then realized… I overuse the word) this song. So. Much.

I also like several other songs about love, such as this one, this one, this one, this one, this one, this one, and this one.

Okay, so the last two are more about God’s love. But really, God is love, right?

In fact, almost all of these songs will be played on my wedding day, if I have my way. 😉 The only exceptions are probably ZoeGirl and David Crowder Band.

I don’t think I’ve ever “been in love.”

I’ve had crushes, but crushes are crushes. They’re not necessarily equal to love.

Love is a choice you make, not just an emotion you feel.

I have to choose each and every day whether to love or hate people, and it is reflected in my actions.

Love is a verb. It’s something you do.

This month’s topic at church has been love—hence the post.

I’ve been reading The O’Malley Chronicles lately, a series about seven people who became family in an orphanage when they were young. They each have jobs that revolve around helping others: a hostage negotiator, a US Marshal, a medical examiner/forensic pathologist, a firefighter, a Red Cross counselor, and an EMT are the main focus of the six books. The series revolves around them dealing with the youngest of the group, a pediatrician, giving them not-so-happy news. But through this bad news, and help from significant others (an FBI agent, a woman involved in politics, another Marshal, another firefighter, another firefighter, and nurse, respectively, plus another doctor for the pediatrician).

The reason I bring it up in connection to love is because of the significant others, and the faith journeys, kind of. The significant others begin as friends, are all believers, and help the O’Malleys through both the family and work-related stuff while answering questions about faith and such. Somewhere along the way, they fall in love, and by the end of the series, each O’Malley is either engaged or married.

The love stories are intriguing to me. They don’t take very long to develop. They fall in love within weeks or months of first encounters, with the exception of the ME and the Marshal. It takes her a little longer to come around. I think that might be my favorite of the stories.

Kate & Dave’s story starts during a hostage situation; Marcus & Shari’s at an event that puts her in danger; Lisa & Quinn’s in intertwining work issues; Jack & Cassie’s when she comes back to work in the middle of a dangerous case; Rachel & Cole’s around a case and faith; and Stephen & Meghan’s when he goes off to “find himself.”

I’ve read the series several times (three, at least, probably), have finished it again.

There’s something I’ve been pondering this latest read-through: the pace.

They “fall in love” within months.

To me, it seems way too fast.

But then, they’re spending practically all day every day together because of circumstances.

I love reading through conversations between Kate & Dave, Marcus & Shari, Lisa & Quinn, because they are the couples who spend a lot of time together because of protection issues. They spend a lot of time talking about faith, and about life in general.

That’s what I want.

I want that person with whom I can talk about anything, any time. The big stuff, and the little stuff.

I had that in a good friend from high school, the one guy I had a crush on.

But he’s practically engaged, and was always more of a brother, so I guess I’m on the lookout for someone else. 😛

If you want to go back to my letter to my prince entry, you’ll find that I said “I want to meet you NOW (soon), and spend the rest of my college years (and life in general) getting to know you.”

This is true.

I want to meet my future husband now, spend time together and with friends, get to know him.

I want it to be a process, to take my time and not rush into anything; I don’t want to feel pressured to be more than just friends at first.

I found out recently that my cousin is getting married this summer.

I’m so. Excited. I met her fiancé at Christmas, and I liked him quite a bit; he’s a nice guy.

This’ll be the first wedding I’ve been to in probably five years. I’m excited to get to go to a wedding (granted, it’s a four-hour drive to get there, but…).

I’m excited for my cousin.

She’s the last one on Mom’s side… until my sister or I get married. Which is a ways off.

So. That’ll be a fun weekend. 🙂

Love is something that stands the test of time.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not rude, it is not self-seeking. Love keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in the truth. Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. ~1 Corinthians 13:4-8

Love is a many splendored thing. Love lifts us up where we belong. All you need is love! ~Moulin Rouge