Reflections of Love

Have you ever stood on the banks of a creek, river, stream, or lake? Just standing there glancing at the beauty of the water and taking in the peace that comes with such beauty. As you stand there, you begin to notice all that is reflected on the surface of the water. Sunlight shimmering gold, rocks/cliffs muted and soft, trees come alive in the movement on the water. So many reflections - all unseen by the crowds but noticed and treasured by the one standing there. So is love. Love is whispered each minute of each day. Love is not the shout that screams for attention. Love is not grand gestures amongst a crowd. Love cannot be bought. Love cannot be forced. Love is the humble, the meek. Love is a choice lived daily marked by self sacrifice and a heart broken before God.