Living In His Love

All too often people get caught up with the idea of being “in love” without fully understanding the difference between love and lust. Ah ha! There is a difference!

What most consider “being in love” is actually an attraction to another person. The attraction, ignited by hormones can be fleeting, fatal, or lasting and is more accurately defined as “being in lust”!

The problem with most people experiencing this type of “being in lust” is that just as quickly as people fall in; they fall out–hence the high divorce rate, domestic violence, and pure insanity when people don’t want people–any more.

When “love” (total respect and admiration and affection) resides within self–it is so much easier to understand loving another person and recognizing love for its true worth.

If we abide in the unconditional love (no matter what we do or say, we cannot force Him to not love us) of Jesus, we are able to spread the love like the dandelions that spring up everywhere we look. The dandelion is a great example of God’s love towards us. When His love is living deep down within, we have no problem sharing, knowing it will be replenished and refilled, time after time.

Forget about the “being in lust” for another. Try living in His Love and watch the world change around you!


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Poetry Month

A Whirl of Words

Whether it is one, or two or many

They swirl in the atmosphere

Painting visions without a brush

Each stroke widening the canvas

Embedded with sharp edges and smoothness

Igniting passion and pain, joy and sadness

Casting shadows on truth, embellishing lies

Gripping hearts and minds, bringing to light darkness

Or what was dark, now is light

Unveiling patterns of wickedness

Delighting young and old alike,

Just within reach of our grasp and yet often elusive,

Springing into life when captured,

Penned down to papyrus or space

Unseen, but visible to millions at a one time

They attack or attach at the whim of each use

They heal and mend hearts or

Make hearts cringe and singe and render

Havoc in spaces when peace is desired

They insist and resist traditions of time

As they create nuances of their own, now here

Now there or erased and redone

Invigorating or debilitating one never knows,

But what would we do in a world without


© Mary M. Hall-Rayford  2013