Posts Tagged ‘love’
[i wrote this the other day on one of my other blogs and i kinda liked it so i thought i'd share it here as well...it's all fiction by the way]
He said he loved her. She looked deep into his eyes, saw that it was true, kissed him, and turned around to walk away.
He grabbed her arm, “aren’t you gonna say it back?”
“Say what back?” she asked
“That you love me too” he replied
“I didn’t realise you saying you love me was a question”
“Then why are you waiting for a response?”
He sighed heavily. “Why do you always have to make everything so difficult?”
“I don’t know…I wish I knew…I gotta go”
She left the room.
He turned her face towards his: “I love you”. She looked deep into his eyes, saw that it was true, kissed him, and said “I know” then turned her attention back to the movie then whispered “I know” in a somewhat-defeated tone.
As they sat on the ground enjoying the indoor picnic, listening to the sound of the rain outside and the crackling fire in the fireplace, she suddenly looked up and into his eyes and blurted out “I love you”. He believed it, believed it more than anything he had ever believed in before. She looked like a deer caught in the headlights. She had said it, she hadn’t meant to…it just slipped out. He read the panic in her eyes, pulled her in close into a hug and let her head fall on his chest, and let his heartbeat do the talking for him.
That was the day she learned to fall.
your love overwhelms.
i’m drowning in you.
wave after wave comes crashing over me.
again and again i try to fight it
i am powerless against it
and even if i could overcome it, why would i want to
it’s what i crave, it’s what i need
it’s what i daily long for – mind, body, and soul
it is what sustains me
it’s the only thing that feels real to me.
it’s only in your love i feel whole.
eagerly desire the greater gifts. and now i will show you the most excellent way.
if i speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, i am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. if i have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if i have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, i am nothing. if i give all i possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, i gain nothing.
love is patient, love is kind. it does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. it is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth.
it always pretects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. love never fails.
but where there are prophesies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. for we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. when i was a child, i talked like a child, i thought like a child, i reasoned like a child. when i became a man, i put childish ways behind me.
now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we will see face to face. now i know in part; then i shall know fully, even as i am fully known.
and now these three remain: faith, hope and love. but the greatest of these is love.
follow the way of love…do everything in love.
other coolnesses from 1 Corinthians
“i will pray with my spirit, but i will also pray with my mind. i will sing with my spirit, but i will also sing with my mind…”
if only for this life we have hope in Christ, we are to be pitied more than all men.
“Love is the movement, Hope is my hero” -> that’s been my status on whatsApp, skype and GTalk for forever…and it has also featured on BBM, Twitter, and Facebook.
“Love is the movement” is from TWLOHA, which i’ve written about on this site before.
“Hope is my hero” is from hopeismyhero.com, which was launched this week on Monday.
Their tag line -> More Love. More Music…two of my favorite things. How could I not love it right. And I’ve also written a post on the word HOPE, seeing as it’s not only my name, but it is probably my favorite word and the characteristic I most long to embody throughout my life – along with love. I mean, just check out the name of this blog.
Anyway, HIMH “is an alternative bilingual clothing brand that is grounded deep in the heart of the South African music scene”, according to their site. The label was started by JP Erusmas, drummer of Bright Blue City (you might recall me talking about his awesome tats if you read my music blog).
I dig their stuff. I also dig what the label is built upon. Check out what’s it’s about here.
So anyway, if you wanna be my best friend forever, please buy me the black “More Love More Music” t-shirt
and a wristband as well.
And you’re welcome
wounds that will not heal
words that scratch at the scab
hurt that refused to forgive
pain that will not dull away
unity – forever broken?
reconciliation – is it possible?
forgiveness – can you ever forget?
love – does it really win?
can the past be forgiven?
will the past be forgotten?
are we bound to repeat it?
are we bound to re-live it?
as we build higher walls
as we erect stronger fortresses
the love that might have been
gets locked outside
i crave freedom
i crave unity
i crave security
i crave His love
Malema sings “kill the boer”…Hofmeyr sings a song with the word “kaffir”…my heart continues to break for my country.
yesterday was my birthday…actually today as i’m writing this the day before it goes up.
there’s been a lot of talk about dating in my circles lately, and it has left me feeling old and thinking “why the hell am i still single? i should be married with kids already? i’m gonna end up alone in my house with 17 cats…and i’m allergic to cats! fml!”
today (4th) i got a plethora (i think we can all agree that that is an awesome word) of fb wall posts, sms’s, calls, bbm’s, tweets, emails, dm’s, inboxes, whatsapp’s, etc wishing me a happy birthday. and i thought, what the hell, i’m good. i’m loved. what more could you want.
my name is tsholofelo mpuru and i’m forever-single but not alone. i am loved. and i love my life.
happy 27th bday, me.
uhm…i don’t have haters. i must not be doing anything right. i keep reading on the interwebs that if you’re doing something right, if you’re doing something worthwhile, if you’re doing something worth doing, you are sure to have someone hating on you.
i did something life changing the other day: i bought a homeless person a meal. his life changed. his day brightened. he was beaming after that. i’d like to think that in that moment i did something right…and yet still no haters.
everyday, whether it be on facebook or twitter, someone posts something either thanking their haters or calling them out for being their motivation..and i always think, why do people hate you so much, love? and if you’re calling them out on facebook, does that mean they are your friends? your own friends hate you? maybe you should take a look at who you call friends…
i’m glad i don’t have haters. i’m glad i don’t have anyone telling me i suck and pulling me down. i’m glad i surround myself with people that motivate me, correct me, call me out on my crap, and do it all in love. when they see me doing something good or doing good at something, they cheer me on and make me feel good about myself.
lovers gon love…and i love my lovers…wait no, not lovers as in…i just meant i love the people in my life.
but then again they say God wouldn’t give you what you can’t handle, so maybe you’re just stronger than i am…
i was watching Dr House MD the other day – i love me some Gregory House -> season 4 episode 12. in the show there is a Hasidic Jewish couple who just got married…like the chick fell over at her wedding and ends up at the hospital and yada yada and a lot happens and she gets healed in the end and that’s not what this post is about. one of the doctors questioned the marriage of the couple cos they’d only met like 3 times or something before they got married – it was sort of an arranged marriage thing – and the husband asked the doctor if he was still in love with his wife whom he’d been married to for years and the doctor said he loved her today just as much as on the day they got married and the husband said something like “shouldn’t your love grow the more you know her?”…i liked that. anyway…
earlier on that day i walked past a synagogue and i stood there for a while just admiring it’s beauty. it stands out. even though stellenbosch has soooo many beautiful buildings, the synagogue still stood out…and i know that God is everywhere and doesn’t live “in temples build by human hands” (acts) but it did make me think of the book of exodus- i just recently read about the construction of the temple and it is so detailed and so very…i don’t know what the word i’m looking for is…but the whole time i kept thinking, i’m sure this would be amazing for an architect or interior designer or whatever, but i’m just not getting anything out of it. but looking at that synagogue it suddenly hit me that God is a God of beauty and awe-ness-ness. like, he created the mountains and the oceans and flowers and sunsets…he digs beauty…he digs us sitting in awe…i think if he did live in a building he’d live in one that would cause us to stop and look at it like wow! – like the one that was being constructed in exodus.
ok, then later i went and watched that episode of house and thought “i dig Jews…and i dig Muslims”. and i’m not sure how accurate the portrayal of the Hasidic Jews was on the show, but it just hit me that – although i’m sure that there are Jews and Muslims who just go through the motions of religion as well – a lot of Jews and Muslims follow a lot of rules and regulations because of their love for God…their need to just know him more and understand him more and revel in him more and be in communication with him more…and then we Christians sneer at it and call it “religion” (cos we have relationship, not religion). but you look at a Jew or Muslim studying the Torah or the Qu’ran and they do it with reverence and they really study it…they don’t do it just so that they can check the “quiet time” item off their to do list…they honestly want to know what God/Allah wants to say to them. i think we tend to use relationship as an excuse, we are lazy to put in all the work that goes into a maintaining the relationship (and yes, relationships need to be maintained and require some work) so we classify all that work as religion.
but you know, I want that – a yearning to want to do the work. I wanna fall in love with Jesus so hard that I can’t go a minute, a second, without thinking about him. I wanna do things – like praying more regularly and living out his commands and reading my bible, not because I get something out of it or it makes me feel good or whatever other reason, but because i wanna know God…i wanna know him intimately, know the details, know everything about him. like you know when you fall in love with someone and every little thing about them is just fascinating…like that. like…i want him to be the first thought in my head in the morning and the last when i fall asleep. i wanna chill with him in quiet and just listen to his heartbeat. i want my heart to break everytime his does. i wanna be in sync with him and his will. i want him…so bad.
i wanna fall madly, head over heels in love with my saviour. as jonathan butler said “falling in love with Jesus was the best thing i’ve ever done”
it is absolutely awesome getting recognised for doing a good job at something. you know when you put in the extra time and effort at work and you are rewarded with a raise or you are selected employee of the month or even just getting a special mention in the staff meeting – it gives you a feeling of achievement…like, it makes it kind of worthwhile.
but i’ve discovered an even better feeling – getting recognised for doing something you love. you know when you do something, not to impress anyone or because you want recognition or anything other the fact that you absolutely love it – that in itself is it’s own reward. like when you write a blog you are sure no one reads – a blog you really just write for yourself – it just kinda makes you happy. so when someone else does read it and says, “hey thanks for posting that” it’s like the cherry on the top.
the other day i got a shout out from my friend on twitter for my blogs. i write my blogs because i love writing. i love putting my thoughts out there into this crazy connection called the internet – not so that people can read them and think that i’m a great writer or anything like that…just cos i need to get them out of my head so that i don’t dwell on them too much – they tend to drive me crazy if i just dwell on them.
but once in a while someone will read what i wrote and connect with it or learn something from something it, and although that was not the intention of the writing – or at least not the primary intention – it feels kinda good to know i’m not alone. it feels kinda good when God uses me to speak to someone else. it feels kinda good when someone says “hey, i read something you wrote and thought it was good”.
i think it’s because when you do something for the love of doing it, that love comes through in that thing you do…and so other people respond to that love…
so big up to those people who do what they love…and for the rest, find what you love…do what you love and love what you do!
Can we just decide we don’t know anything
That we are all just stumbling through
No one has all the answers
Most of the time we don’t even know the right questions
Can we all pledge to stop judging
To stop looking down on others
To stop hating
Can we choose instead to love
To let love be the answer we’re looking for
To let love be the only thing that rules
Can we just choose to let the only thing we know be love
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