Who am I to talk about love when we have John 3:16?
But, hmm, well, maybe love is to know someone and notice them. I feel loved when I know that some people notice that I behave differently when I got things that I like, “Tristin was walking with so much energy, she looked tireless, like a kid.” TBH it feels strange to translate the original sentence that supposed to be like, “Si Tristin semangat bener, jalannya nggak ada capeknya kayak anak-anak“, when we walked in a forest park in Bandung. Well, no wonder, every step I took, I paid it for my inner child who couldn’t get all this at that time.
Sometimes love can also be felt through music. I have an entire playlist with a list of songs that feel like hugs. Some of them sound flirty that makes love feel like party in the summer, while others sound like you got your heart broken but yet still so devoted, like a tree standing still in the autumn through winter, even when all the leaves leave. BUT, this playlist might not be for everyone as I admit I have a weird taste when it comes to music combination. Go listen at your own risk:
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Maybe love is to know someone and notice the little things about them. Or maybe it’s laughing with friends until your stomach hurts.
Maybe it’s choosing patience when you’re frustrated, or accepting someone even when they’re being a pain in the arse.
Maybe it’s giving two free concert tix to a fan… for no particular reason.
Maybe it’s watching Dad tease Mom for the hundredth time and somehow finding it adorable.
Maybe it’s taking your time to reply to a long chat because you want to save your good energy for when you can actually give them a proper reply.
Maybe it’s giving a solo traveller a free room upgrade.
Maybe it’s (my dog) barking at your Queen (me) because she keeps putting off her bath even though it’s already midnight.
Maybe it’s getting angry and loud about it when our forests and jungles are being burned.
Maybe it’s carrying 8 kg of gifts around Singapore because you thought someone would like them.
I don’t think I can define love when it’s something like air. It’s around us; you can’t always see it, but deep in your heart, you can feel it.
It won’t always a grand gesture like giving a giant bucket of flowers to someone (although that can also show love). But it can also be the decision to sacrifice yourself because you know it could save humanity… so that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.
I know nothing about eternal life because I haven’t been in it yet and I didn’t mean to turn this whole thing about love into something so religious. But I just can’t separate love from the magnitude of God’s love is towards humanity, enough to sacrifice His only Son to save us all. Like, that ain’t the “God” I read about in the Old Testament or the Figure that school taught me.
