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The Thing About Loving An Enemy

Can you easily swallow a medium sized rough stone? Yes? Then you can easily love someone who hates, spites and always looks for a way to bring you down.

Unrepentant enemies are likely not to give a damn about your love; just like those who crucified Jesus.

Before they crucified Jesus, they took his lovely garment and expose his nakedness.

As he hung on the cross fighting for his life, they made mockery of him.


Yeah, they mocked him!

But, Jesus, before he gave up the ghost on the cross of calvary, did forgive and prayed for the same people who exposed his nakedness to the world and nailed him to the humiliating cross even though their teeth were all over the place mocking him.

They mocked him the more when he said, ‘Father, forgive them for they know not what they do.’


They didn’t even notice the love and forgiveness in that statement. They didn’t care if he loved them or hated them.


But to Jesus, they were the lost sheep of Isreal. For their sake he came, and even though they were a party to his death, he forgave them.

He forgave Judas as well even though he couldn’t beat taking his own life.

That’s an extraordinary human.

So when I hear forgiving or loving an unrepentant enemy, Jesus comes to mind. There is something extraordinary in what Jesus did. It’s not just forgiveness.

Forgiveness Is not Love

If it were, it would be a lot easier for us to love an enemy.

Loving an enemy goes beyond forgiveness. It entails the show of mercy; genuin and an undeserving compassion.

But to get past the difficult stage of loving an enemy, there is need to assume that such enemy does not know what he’s doing. 😳😳You know, like assuming that he does not know that fire consumes human flesh and leaps into it. Instinct tells you to save them.

Thinking of fire…..

Loving an enemy is like seeing someone who wants you dead in a burning house and jumping into it to save him. Hahaha. That’s it. (Don’t worry. You wouldn’t die in the process. Both of you would be safe.)

I tell you that if you could do that for an enemy, he would repent and would begin to look at you with a different eye; a loving eye.

But be careful with an enemy though, lest he traps and destroys you.

Happy Sunday to you.

Florence

Love and a Cup of Coffee Taste Better When Hot – Ethiopian Proverb

When people fall in love, they are ready to do anything for love; jump off the cliff, sleep on stones, freeze in icy weather, swim to the end of an ocean and jump into the blazing furnace. But how many survive the test of time? Only a few.

Romeo and Juliet’s love was a kind of hot, fresh love. They were in love for only four days before they met their death. That’s what I call hot love. And it’s a kind of foolish, thoughtless love. This kind of love does not allow any level of reasoning to manifest itself. It stiffens the mind and prevents it from thinking about consequences or future complications.

If Romeo and Juliet lived older, they might not love each other enough to die. Fresh love is always sweet love, pleasant love.

That’s where most lovers want to remain. But it’s hard.

It’s hard to keep love in its fresh or hot state. Circumstances surrounding life and individual complications make it more difficult.

As time passes, those who walked hand in hand in their kitchen and bathrooms vow to give up an eye to be free from each other. Separation; gives them the space they needed to be able to remain sane as a couple when divorce isn’t an option.

But this kind of love is always the fake kind of love, love built on what the eyes can see which even the things that eyes can see hardly sustain. Love built on beauty, sex and money is the worst kind of love. It melts like wax and evaporates into nothingness within a short period.

But there is a kind of love that doesn’t grow cold no matter what it’s exposed to. Yes! There are couples whose relationships are old but still feel like yesterday.

When people fall in love for the right reasons, love grows deeper and hotter. They are ready to sacrifice for each other, endure for each other and use anything in their power to renew their love each day. They respect each other’s feelings and do not rely on their feelings to make it work. For love should go beyond what we feel. If we rely on feelings to keep love alive, love dies off when whatever we feel fades away.

Still Searching

He fell in love with a song from the late 1970s’, Still Searching by Bongos Ikwue. It was one of his father’s favorites and his mother always swayed to it each time it played. He loved the song so much that he played it after tying the knots, in his car, in the house, in his office and anywhere else he could.

🎶🎵🪕🎼
I've been searching for
For true love
And I'm gonna
keep on searching
Till I find.
Nothing good comes easy
Best I know
Gonna keep on searching
Till I find...

For an obvious reason his wife hated this song and wanted him to stop listening to it. She said it’s the worst song for a happily married couple.  

‘This old school, honey reminds me of the good old days. That’s all.’ He said as if present days were bad.

‘Give it up,’ she said, ‘Can’t stand it. Can’t just stand it.’

His brows heaved up and his eyes narrowed when he saw her red eyes. She was certainly reading meanings into why he listened to the song. None of his explanations made her feel better about why he listened to the song. For him it’s about the sound, nothing else. He loves the sound, a lot.

He couldn’t just stop. Not yet. Not ever.

 One day he came home and she was gone. She left him a note; 

I hope you find your true love. If I’m the one, get rid of that song and come get me. You have only twenty four hours starting from now. – Love

He glared at the note. Such a trivial matter! How could she?

But he had to choose between her and his choicest old school song.

He got rid of the entire album and wondered if his father could have done the same for his mum.

Real Lovebirds

Righteous pair; set on a
lifeless branch of a dry
tree, hidden behind the dusk
rushing to embrace the
night, when none see, saved
from bright revealing light.

United pair; secured under
the canvas of the evening
sky, illumined by the orange
sun disappearing into the
horizon, to flee from the
claws of the scary menacing
night.

Faithful pair; no third nor
more in view, to steal the
lovely romantic moment for
two, chanting sweet songs of
love to send beautiful
sensation around, and still
every fight.

Friendly pair; happily
wrapped in the sweet arms of
friendship, at home in each
other's company, ready to
care, support and tolerate,
and bring tears to
inspecting sense of sight.

Lovely pair; I can’t help but
wonder if you’ll ever break
each other’s hearts. But as
one beak reaches for
another, I see right there
in your eyes and the rare
thing you share, real love
is might.