For years my family,
mostly my Dad has told me I wear my heart on my sleeve. I’ve been told that I let people walk all
over me. Well living in community with at least 6 other people 24/7 can wear on
you. I always thought I knew what it
meant to love, but this year I’ve learned so much about what true love is and what it looks like.
I wish I could say
that after 10 months of traveling with the same people that things are
easy. But they aren’t. We still have our moments and we still have
our blow outs. Well about a week ago
Tres and I had a pretty hard core battle. There was a lot of miscommunication, actually I should say a complete
lack of communication that lead to me assuming things, when that wasn’t the
case at all.
When I went to Tres
to talk about it my eyes were opened to a whole new level of what it means to
love! When I thought I was giving
positive feedback I wasn’t. For a few
days I could tell that something was going on, but not once did I ask him if he
was ok. I didn’t seem him for several
days, and the first thing I did was feedback him. What I thought was positive feedback was not
positive feedback at all because I never once asked him if he was ok, if I
could do anything, and immediately was pointing my finger at him. Little did I realize that there were 4 other
fingers pointing back at myself.
Tres has stretched
me a lot this year, but all to make me a better woman of God. Everything he has taught me is molding to
become a better wife and mother…one day!
So while I thought Iknew what it was to love it
turns out that I have no clue how to love, ok maybe I have a little bit of a
clue, but I still have a lot of learning to do! But I get to learn from the one that loves
me dearly, my heavenly father who loves me more than I can
comprehend. I’m blessed!
