"...But hey, isn't that what love is? You keep going, you keep caring, no matter what? When that person does everything perfect for you, you love them. When they do everything wrong and you want to shove them off a cliff. You love them.

However, you don't get off easy here. You don't continue to love them just by saying "I love you". Nu-uh, it's not that easy. You love them by doing that job they couldn't get, and DON'T shove it in their faces. If you're going to do it for them, do it and swallow whatever it is that would cause you to be a smart aleck about it. Unless you think it's worth it being a jerk and causing wounds that need never exist?

Love is there, even when it might not be wanted. Love is there when you're up, and when you're down. Love is there when you don't want to do that stupid little thing that would make the person you love really happy for a reason you don't understand.

Love isn't all peachy, fuzzy, warm. Love is easy and love is tough. Love is going to give you joy beyond belief, and it's gonna tear you to pieces in a way you never thought. When you love you can't keep the walls up anymore. For love to be, you gotta give all and show all. The ugly and the beautiful. The wanted and the unwanted.

Love is doing something when you don't have a chance of ever getting something back from it. Love is doing something not because you want to, not because you have to, and not because you should. Love is doing something because you 'will'. Because you're willing to fight for it. You're willing to give all for it. No should, would, could, shall, or can. It's about will. Will, you do it? Are you WILLing to fight?

And now, that is all I have to say for that right now, and I don't even know where the all came from. How do I do that? Oh, and a note to keep in mind, this is all from my mind and is all my opinions and thoughts. I have no philosophical degree to back me up. All I got is my heart and one thing that's been shown to me. Jesus dying on the cross for our wretchedly pathetic lives that should be forever damned to the pits of hell. He LOVED us enough to come to earth (willingly) and die for us. He didn't do it because he had to. Not because he could. Most definitely not because he should've.

The only part I'm a bit befuddled on is, did he do it just because he wanted to? I'm not quite so sure about that. If he REALLY wanted to die, why would he pray for the cup of pain and suffering to pass from him? You know what I think, I think he did it because he loved us and was freely willing to do his father's will. And because he was willing to save our pathetic hides, even the whole while we mocked and turned away from him. He loved and loves us. He was willing to die. And he never in all eternity had to. God could've easily remade us all and just wiped the earth clean. But, he was willing to send his son, and his son was willing to come and die. Praise God for all the chances we get to love to one another and show love to him. It will never be the same as what he did. But we're getting the feeling of it, even when it causes us to cry or want to run away. Forever God loves, should not we follow suit?

(disclaimer: this has nothing to do with any present state of my emotions, I was merely rambling on and on about this because it felt like I might've been on to something, if you think so in any way, please, do give me your comments and critique of of my thoughts)...."

No, I did not steal this from somewhere. It's just something that I have written before and wanted to share again. My word, it has been forever since I have touched this blog. So I shall give you this to think on. The posting system works weird, so I dunno if this will post with the ACTUAL date I'm posting it, or post with the date that I started this post, as a draft. Anywho, just to be sure the date I am posting this is 6/23/12 past midnight. No, that does not make it sunday, it's past Friday's midnight so it's still Saturday the 23rd.

I do not know what else to say at present. I'm in a weird mood. So I dunno if it would be wise for me to post father than this. My mind doesn't want to work, it wants to wander 50mpm.

Once again. I'm sorry if I offended you. And right now I'm in a really human mode, so I'll say sorry once more. I at present don't give two pigs ears and a donkey's bum if you don't like what I said. I'm not in a good mood. Go ahead. comment. I won't even censor it at present. I dare you to deal with a woman in a mood. No, I am not pms'ing, nor am I hormonal, nor am I in menopause! (which would be freaking considering I'm not even old enough to drink and/or buy alcohol) Also, if I write wrong words. Please, freak out grammar nazis. Cause, once again, I don't care. I make mistakes. I'm human. So if my grammar is off, please don't pounce and think that I'm showing the growing illiteracy of America. I'm not. My mind just sometimes puts the words in the wrong places. It's a dyslexic like symptom, I have them sometimes. I'm also pretty sure that I'm ADHD in a way, cause sometimes my attention span is scary short. And you can't predict what will actually grab my attention. Oh my word, I thought I was leaving this page! ugh, ugh, ugh. I'm becoming my mother.... O____O

Gdonohigt wlrod! (note, did that on purpose. Cause there's this scientific study/thought thingy that says that the brain does not read words by the letter but as a whole. So as long as the first and last letter of the word are in the right place, you'll still be able to read the word eevn if it lokos lkie teshe lsat wrdos I am tpynig.)

I'm going to run off for real now.....BYE!

I am, A God Project

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Storm out!