Love is.....

My mother, now gone, saying 'Here she is - she's home again' when I arrived at my parents' place for a lengthy stay to help out when Mum was not well.

My father saying he misses me when I ring to say I arrived home safely after visiting him.

Love is a beautiful rose

Two clergymen giving the gospel to my father a short while before he died. Dad had been brought up in church, but hadn't realised the need to be saved until then (I believe).

Love is a full time job.

Love is holding a new born baby

....a Baby in Bethlehem.

Mom and her switch.

My brother's smile.

....being forgiven and learning to forgive (I'm still learning! )

Love is ...
When a friend asks me to hang out with him.

Setting aside your own personal wants and needs to meet the needs of others, and put them first, even if it means it may be a while before your love is reciprocated.

love is ...
feeling the wind on my face as I look over God's beautiful creation.