My gift....to you

This past Sunday I attended church with one of my dear friends, Caitlin. The sermon was about using your gifts, wherever you are, for God.

So, later I blurted out "I DON'T HAVE ANY GIFTS."
"Sure you do."
"Nah, my gift is mediocrity. I'm half good at a lot of things."

Caitlin pointed out that I'm good at loving. "You love people, and that's the greatest gift of all!"

As much as we giggled about my gift of mediocrity, I do have a gift of love.

It's been challenged and reared against more times than I can count. I'm accused of being insincere, immature, needy, and flippant with the word "love".
In my experience, most people are very uncomfortable with being loved. (including myself sometimes)

To clarify, I mean it. I am so complete and happy with just my Lover, Yahweh...but I believe it needs to be shared. There are few words I hold with such reverence as "love", and it's not a naivety that causes me to vow it. I know well pain. I know well a human's ability to berate you and make you feel like trash. I know of the difficulties life presents and the complications selflessness (especially one-sided) causes.

Tonight, I blog in attempt to explain to you how and why I love. First note: the source isn't me.

Where love is a choice, I also feel it.
My most favorite moments are when I am out about in public and out of nowhere I feel God's love for someone else. A random stranger walking down the street. I feel God's love for them. It's utterly overwhelming. I can't control my smile and want to do ANYTHING for that stranger. I would give them anything, and I dare say...I would die for them.

I love easily. I remember one of my roommates tell me in response to my declaration of love "don't say that, you don't love me."
It shocked me. It was the first time I was questioned, so I took the time to search my own heart. I found I did love her, and I still do. I did't (and don't) know her completely, we actually didn't get along perfectly, and sometimes she frustrated me.

I love her, and chances are, I love you, dear reader.
I would help you if I could. I would go out of my way to serve you. I want to see you happy and healthy.

That's how I love. I let God use me. 

If you could help me be a vessel, let me know how I can love you....because I want you to feel God's love. It's so perfectly refreshing.