I heard God say “Love is not kept, it is experienced”.
Sometimes when we lose someone that we loved in our life, we feel like something is missing. You were never lacking, you just experienced love through this person. You loved and you were loved. That’s divine.
Today I was going to uber somewhere and it malfunctioned. It was already noon and I hadn’t eaten breakfast or lunch. I decided to take the bus.
When I walked to the back of the bus I was surprised to see a guy I previously met on the bus and ministered to. We talked and I started to feel anxiety because he kept talking about how everything is lacking. I tried to encourage him and I heard God say “don’t try to change him, just get to know him”. Well, how do I do that God when he is speaking from so much lack. I tried to tell him how I backpacked 30 countries and how there is so much in the world, dreams, visions, I wanted him to see the possibilities and not to just live for his grandparents. He would even say “well I don’t go out because then I have to spend money”.
I tried to tell him how I felt, he was like a brother to me. I realize I have the habit of trying to fix someone and I know it’s not my job to, God wants me to understand relationship, it’s about just being with someone. Love is about understanding and accepting where people are at in that moment. You need to love yourself in that way too, wherever you are, whatever state you are in, accept where you are.
The next bus I transferred to had a mentally unstable man. He had a spiderman web tattoo on his hand and AWOL tattooed to the top of his eyes, under his eyebrow. He was talking to himself.
I heard the Lord say “pray for him”, but I kind of didn’t want to. There were other people on the bus across us. Finally I made some comment. I looked him in the eye and asked what his name was. He became normal all of a sudden, I guess that is what human contact does.
He said he does meth sometimes when he is depressed, it helps him clean out.
I asked if he knew Jesus and he said not really. I prayed to cast out the spirit of suicide. He bowed his hands and put his hands together like a prayer emoji. People were watching us.
I finished praying and then he said “can we make out?”
I said “no”.
He said “I can see Jesus looking at us, smiling, saying ‘I am so proud of you two'”.
Then he started to get off the bus, he said “I love you Rebekka”.
I said “I love you two”.
He’s like “this area is just full of crime and stuff”.
Then he was off.
I felt warm in my heart. God, I know I complained when you told me to pray for him, but I get it now. It’s love. Love is to be experienced.
Sometimes we don’t want to put ourselves out there, because it’s scary, but love is to be experienced.
When you’re hurt by someone, it doesn’t mean they took anything from you. You were never lacking. When you’re hurt, when you lose someone, that’s all that is. Life.
Then more love will come, from God, from people, through people, but they are conduits of love, not someone to be kept (to be locked down, to be controlled). They are children of God, images of God, reflections of yourself.
So while God has been bringing me to different men, to meet, to talk to, to minister to…there are some I am actually attracted to, and I find myself closing my heart because I don’t want to get attached in anyway knowing they are not my future husband…but I realize, it’s not about that, it’s about simply opening my heart to love.
I’m scared that I’ll lose someone and they’ll just disappear, like my dad.
I’m scared that I’ll get attached and suddenly they are not there anymore, and then I’ll have to feel pain. I hate the feeling of pain, no one likes pain. But that’s the beauty of love.
Experience every emotion, and then move through it. Don’t avoid the feeling. Don’t run from it. Embrace it, and then love again.
Don’t live in regret that you got hurt by someone, or that you chose to love someone….
Everything you experienced was love.
Sure, you may not have married your high school sweetheart but every person you loved was an experience of love.
Love is not kept, love is experienced.
I experience love through every stranger I meet.
Sometimes I am deeply hurt by people I minister to or are friends with. Sometimes their words pierce my heart and I want to cry. I do cry. Sometimes I weep. But all of that is my human experience, love experienced.
I never lacked anything or anyone. I don’t lose anything when I lose someone I love, because they were simply an expression of God’s love to me.
In that way I don’t have to regret any experiences of hurt or love, I don’t have to regret even hurting myself. I learned from it, I learned to love myself.
You don’t have to be afraid of love my friends, open your heart, you will get hurt but you will be loved too.
You may not be part of my life forever, but you are here to show me a part of God’s love. I receive that and I can freely give love too. You are not taking away anything from me. You are simply receiving love from God through me. We don’t own anyone, we don’t own our family or our friends.
This way, I can freely release you when it’s time to, if I have to. I can allow you to love whoever you choose to love. And when I lose you, I know God will send others too.
When I meet my husband, I can love from a place of abundance knowing I never lacked anyone or love, that I was always whole in God’s eyes.
Congrats to those who are getting married soon by the way 🙂 Love you!
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MY TESTIMONY– https://rebekkalien.com/2019/12/23/my-testimony/