The Power of a Word

I have spent the last hour or so reading through some different blogs.
I actually found quite a few new blogs to read last night that have been very encouraging to me. So, when I logged into Blogger today, I had a lot of blogs to read. Two of them in particular stuck out to me...for two very different reasons.

The first was this one...and it broke my heart.
Jeannett is a beautiful person with a story that will make any heart feel for her. She is the one that started the fundraiser for Cliffy. She has a huge heart for other people...and now her huge heart is so broken. Oh, it makes me so sad...


The second blog I read today was this one...and it made me do a lot of thinking.
I just started reading Heather's blog last night. I love that she is super creative, a wonderful mother, and has a huge heart for God. One of the things she put in that blog brought tears to my eyes:

He wants me to love that my life doesn't look the way I had
planned, so that my heart can let go of what it's still
hanging onto. He wants me to love the broken and
crumpled up parts of myself so that I can love myself and
the world without hesitation. He wants me to love the
person in front of me, even if it's a person that's afraid of
me and my loss. He wants me to love like Him.
(to read about her loss, click here)

I need to learn to love that my life doesn't look the way I planned it...because in my heart, I am still hanging onto some sadness and some pain for what happened or didn't happen. I need to love the broken and crumpled parts of myself so that I can truly love myself and those around me. I definitely need to LOVE like Jesus loves.


Oh man...


The power of a word.


Zero.


Love.


They are simple words...but have such complex meanings.