Is there anything more thrilling, more satisfying, more life-giving than love? It is love alone that makes us dream, makes us believe in the transcendent, and sets us free. But for as beautiful as this mighty force is and for as selflessly as we would like to live it out, it is also love that makes us vulnerable and can lead us to question the very core of our being.
Whether we put it into words or not, we can find ourselves asking, “Am I loved? Lovable? Worthy of love?” Directly related and perhaps more often unexplored is the question, “Is the love that I have to give any good? Is it worth anything? Am I capable of loving, and loving well?” For we are made not only to receive, but also to give love.
Love may seem a daunting task for it involves the infinite mystery of the other, and indeed the infinite mystery of the self. There is so much that we cannot fully understand, fully control.
True, we can always fine tune the way we receive and give love by respecting its force and its unpredictability, by accepting our desires and those of the other, by keeping in mind our freedom and that of the other. Life can show us. But we must always strive to hold dear our desire and ability to love. Perhaps the best way of keeping hope alive is by keeping our eyes fixed on that original love from which we came and to which we are called, the one which made us from love and for love.
We are
Loved
Lovable
Loving
What a gift this is.
Loved
Lovable
Loving
What a gift this is.
--Uli Covarrubias, SJ
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