"BUT THE FRUIT OF THE SPIRIT IS LOVE, JOY, PEACE, PATIENCE, KINDNESS, GOODNESS, FAITHFULNESS, GENTLENESS AND SELF CONTROL." Galatians 5:22-23
If I say I love you, what does it mean? Is it just something physical, a sexual thing? Is it just what I feel when I feel my blood surge, When you reach out to touch me, a physical urge? That can't be love, it's just chemistry. It cannot be based on biology. For sure we all know that's the way it begins; But if that's all there is then it will soon end. When the newness wears off and things become old, Then boredom sets in and the lamb leaves the fold, In search of new pastures and new, sweeter grass; So listen and learn be ye lad or a lass. Love is a deep and emotional thing, That grows over time, not just a short fling. It's something so precious, something so rare, Most find it but once so shop with great care. You'll kiss many frogs 'fore you find a prince. It's an old saying, yes, but it makes lots of sense. Don't jump at the first one that may come along. They'll woo you and lose you with an old but sweet song. Set your sights higher for it's a sure bet, One values the most what is hardest to get.
Copyright © Judy Ball | Year Posted 2021
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