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If I didn’t love you so much, we’d have issues - Really.
Apparently my phrase of the day is ‘i love … ’ fill in the blank with things I love. I had lunch with some of my CAK girls today - hysterical as always. They are such a blessing to me and don’t have any idea. But I tweeted. Then left my phone unattended - I know what was I thinking? Obviously, I wasn’t. I return to giggles - never a good sign. “What did you do?” I ask - expecting text messages to random people, or changing their contacts in my phone to crazy things … you know middle school girl stuff. No they tweeted.
See these girls know that they are tweeted about on occasion - usually when they say something completely off the wall and I can’t see straight bc I’m crying from laughing so hard. But today, they took the liberty. First saying how much I love 2 of them in particular - then, because someone was left out, she tweeted herself as well. Well I thought okay it could be worse. Again thoughts flashing through my head of calling, texting, changing names etc… and I go visit some of the girls at the other table. Oh how I wish I had pockets … I return to my seat to more giggles. “Where is my phone?” I look and everyone stares at me. Great. I look at faces again … and two are awfully close together. “Are you TALKING on my phone. DURING LUNCH!? You’re going to get my phone taken up!” More giggles erupt. Great. How do I go about getting my phone without it being taken up? Put on my best I love you but I’m going to kill you look and voice and say hand it over. When that fails after the first attempted call, I say “Okay but really - phone. Now.” More giggles. And eventually, I get the phone back.
I say all this to say, I tell those girls all the time, and Emma - she’s in the same category - “If I didn’t love you so much, we’d have problems.” It’s a very true statement. I do love them all in their own way. I could have gotten flustered to the point of anger. I could have called them immature. I could have handled the situation a lot of different ways. I can’t say that I handled it the best way, I could have done things differently. You live and you learn. And next time my phone stays in my car. End of story.
But since the phrase ‘i love … ’ has appeared so many times today, it got me thinking. What do I love? What do I say I love that I ‘like’? Why on earth do I say that I ‘love’ so many things. I really wish we had 4 different words for love like the Greeks. They knew what was up.
But since we don’t, and that phrase is used to cover a wide array of emotion … here’s some of the things I ‘like’
- The smell of rain and fresh cut grass.
- The way sunshine makes my skin tingle, especially on a fall afternoon.
- Hanging out with my brother - be it eating ice cream or helping him figure out which sentences are compound or compound complex.
- Being involved in student ministry. There is NEVER a dull moment.
- Sitting at Moe’s having conversations with dear friends.
- Sitting anywhere having conversations with dear friends.
- Reading.
- Being with Jesus. Actually I LOVE being with Jesus.
- Hearing other’s tell about what the Lord is doing in their lives.
- Having family dinner.
- Learning more about Jesus.
- Laughing. And smiling.
- A hammock or a porch swing.
- Cooking. When I have time.
- Having ‘TIME’ - it’s a rarity, but it’s always fun to ‘make’ time …
- Being spontaneous.
- Chocolate Raspberry truffle ice cream from Tic-Toc - or Brewster’s because TT is in Loudon …
- Cleaning - when it’s for someone else. I have to get in the mood to clean my own house.
- My small groups. Oh what would I do without community?
- Looking at the stars.
- Looking at the stars on my ceiling - I know I know … confession.
This list really could go on and on .. and on. But unfortunately I have to drive back down to campus.
