Agape, a form of love I am all too familiar with. If I was to specify a time I felt agape I would go on and on through the course of my entire life. It's that feeling of agape that makes me disappointed in us as a race. I know we aren't meant to always agree and there is no spark without the positive and negative energies. It’s just my insanity of wanting life to be one sided and full of only agape.
The religious books speak of a day it will end and all will see the truths of our existence. The books speak of a clear divide, those full of agape and those who aren't. I believe in this day, and from it I found peace, but in it there is also discomfort. This discomfort is where I find myself numbed by mind altering substances. We don't know who is loving and who isn't and so in fear of disappointment I numb myself.
If only people felt this form of love, and sought after it, just as the books say we should. Forever striving for the service of agape itself. "He that loves not knows not God for God is Love." (1John 4:8)
Unconditional, understanding, selfless, and unencumbered by outside sources. Agape removes fears and doubts, bringing comfort to your spirit. Something as simple as the rain we take for granted, the rain that waters our farms, that feed us, and the animals we eat. Agape can always be seen because the sun returns after night to ensure crops grow and flowers in our gardens bloom before they wither.
Agape is real and it's something I always feel.
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