I Met Love

I met love...

He is strong but gentle. He was present even if I didn't see him, but I felt him love burning in my heart. This love is like a river that overflows, like a wind that was contained in gentle breezes, so calm, so peaceful. This love is like the rain that falls soft as a caress on the head of the one who loves, neither hot nor cold, but cozy.

I saw the love holding my hand, His touch was protective and confident, strong, soft and firm. The look of love is like a fireplace lit in winter, melts your soul and calms your heart, warms you up.

I saw many faces that were said to be love, many names that were called love and I believed that they were real. Some were cold and distant, others suffocating and needy, others bitter and insecure. Now I realize that I did not know love, that I was wrong, that I pretended, that I ran away, that I was deluded and lost many times, that I got hurt in my soul.

But this love that appears to me now does not resemble others who said they were love. This love brings me peace and comfort in my soul, makes me free and independent, even depending on His dreams. This love gives me strength and confidence, but I still need your hand that holds me.

I love this love and He loves me and will always love me, because He has always loved me from the beginning to eternity.

This love is Jesus.