Love Might Result In Pain

16 September 2016 Written by 

My friend Glennon Doyle Melton over at Momastery has been through a lot in her life. Her latest heartbreak is that her husband recently left her. Today she posted this remark: “Grief is love’s souvenir. It’s our proof that we once loved. Grief is the receipt we wave in the air that says to the world: Look! Love was once mine. I love well. Here is my proof that I paid the price.”

Indeed, there is a price to pay when I choose to give my love to others. My heart opens like a flower and blossoms. But sometimes the other person walks away, betrays, or even attacks me. That is the chance I take –my love might result in some pain. That doesn’t stop me at all.

I know that the journey to love is a journey into myself, my highest, most sacred and loving self which is connected to the Source. I also know that the well at the core of my being which is connected to the great Lover of the Universe will never cease to be filled with more love. Even though I may be poured out, the love will never run dry.

My greatest calling and the ultimate purpose of my life is to give love away, to connect to others with love. I have no other purpose. I came from Love, I will return to Love, and my purpose here is to give love away. No matter what.

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Amy T.

Raised on a dairy farm in upstate NY, I learned to work hard along with my five siblings. I grew up in a very conservative Mennonite-Amish church which shaped a lot of my fundamental core values and beliefs. After moving to Florida to attend college, I married and became mother to five children. Eventually, my unmanageable life came to a crashing halt and I found my way into an Al-Anon recovery program. Recovery has affected every area of my life and I love sharing the things I am learning with others so that they might also find hope for their own recovery.
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