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The Weight of True Love ❤️ Love is one of the most overused and misunderstood words in our world. We use it for everything from comfort foods to covenant promises—and somewhere in that tangle of emotions, disappointments, and expectations, the true meaning of love gets lost. But if we pause long enough to examine it, we begin to see the layers. Maternal Love, Familial Love… and Obligation A mother’s love can be fierce and sacrificial. Family love is the bond we’re born into. Yet many people carry deep wounds—abandonment, betrayal, manipulation, or relationships built more on duty than genuine affection. These experiences shape how we define love and what we think we deserve. Camaraderie, Friendship, and “Besties” Friendship is precious—laughter, shared history, the comfort of being known. But friendships can fracture, fade, or prove conditional. We all know the ache of someone who promised to stay… and didn’t. Lust and Romance Romance is powerful and intoxicating, but it is often confused with infatuation or need. It can be beautiful, but it can also be fragile, temporary, and centered on emotions that shift like sand. These are all forms of human love—real, but imperfect. And in a world soaked with selfishness, abuse, cruelty, and spiritual darkness, many people stop trusting love altogether. They’ve been hurt too deeply. Manipulated too often. Disappointed too many times. So when they hear about God’s love, they compare it to the broken love they’ve known… and they struggle to believe it. But Agape is different. ⸻ Agape: The Highest Form of Love Agape is not desire. It is not emotion. It is not obligation. Agape is God’s perfect, unstoppable, self-sacrificing love for humanity. It is steadfast. Unchanging. Not dependent on our worthiness. Not withheld when we fail. And Agape was not proven in a poem or a feeling. It was proven in blood. ✝️ CONTINUED IN COMMENTS ⬇️⬇️⬇️ #Love #God #Jesus #TrueLove #Help #Afterlife #Bible

How Living Vertically Changed My Whole Life—for Good From the age of six until eighteen, I was raised in a foster home—not out of love, but as part of a financial arrangement between adults. Love was withheld. Abuse was allowed. Guidance and protection were absent. I learned early how to survive—but not how to be nurtured. By the grace of God—and through circumstances unrelated to spiritual intent—I was taken to church. It was not a vibrant congregation, but there was one teacher who truly believed in the saving grace of God. That mattered. A seed was planted, even if the soil was thin. When I left the foster home, life did not become peaceful. I lived in constant fight-or-flight, operating almost entirely on what I now understand as a horizontal plane. My focus was survival, self-protection, validation, and control. I believed in God, but my life was directed by fear rather than trust. Horizontal living looks outward for stability. It seeks meaning through relationships, accomplishments, distractions, or approval. When peace is tied to circumstances or people, it is always fragile. I spent years chasing a life that never delivered what it promised. That way of living led me through repeated trauma and loss. Again and again, I found myself empty—still searching, still striving, still wounded. I believed God existed, but I had not yet learned how to let Him lead. Eventually, life stripped away every illusion I relied on. At rock bottom, there was nothing left to manage, perform, or control. That was the moment everything shifted. I began to live vertically. Vertical living does not ignore pain or pretend life is easy. It simply changes the reference point. Instead of measuring life against circumstances or emotions, it becomes anchored upward—rooted in God rather than outcomes. ✝️ CONTINUED IN COMMENTS ⬇️⬇️⬇️ #Bible #God #Jesus #BibleStudy #Help #Afterlife #Christ #Prophesy #Heaven #Love #VictoryInChrist