Everyone has their own genuine experience of true love or lack thereof.
The love I received began in the womb.
My mother loved me while she carried me within her belly and adored me completely once, I was born.
As a very young child I remember the deep, intense unconditional love I felt for my mother also.
Even though it was evident and always within her actions my mother expressed to me that she loved me “madly”.
My mother gave me nothing but pure honest love all throughout my life and everyone around us knew and could see how much affection she had for me.
Love made me secure and confident. I didn’t need to go out to look for love, assurance, or acceptance from others or the outside world. My validation and self-worth came from within. I was nurtured by love in the home (my mother and family presence) and love in the spirit (God’s grace, guidance and protection).
The love I have and feel for my mother is dear and endless.
I don’t use the word love lightly because it has to genuinely come from a place of truth for me.
I never loved anything in this world the way I love my mother and dog Brandie.
In fact, they are the only two beings I truly ever loved wholeheartedly. And they carried the same utter endearment toward me. So, I indeed know what real love is and what it feels like.
Love is wonderful and beautiful. It is the best thing in life.
Our father in heaven is described to love us even more than our own parents do. He is said to love the ones who we love far more than we could ever fathom or love them.
Isn’t this reality astounding?
I could never imagine anyone loving me above the unlimited measurement of my mother. Yet God does!
What an amazing love the Lord, our father in heaven has for his children and all creation.
