why?

In the past year, I've noticed myself asking 'why?' a lot...a lot. I have questions and most of the time, people have only partial answers. I desperately want to know things and the incompleteness of the answers I often get leads simply to more questions..

I know next to nothing about love and because of that I'm very critical of it. When someone says "I love you," the question "why?" almost always pops into my mind. Until last night, I don't remember ever actually asking the question but for some reason, I had the nerve to ask.

I recieved a simple text message from a friend saying "I love you!" and my response was "Is it rude, mean, inapprop, etc. if I ask you why?" There was part of me that really wantd to know why she loves me and another part that didn't even expect a response to such a strange question. I don't think many people ponder why they love. It just happens, it just is, just because. TERRIBLE ANSWERS!

Her answer just about brought me to tears..."Nope. I love you because you're really awesome to talk with, hang with, and you're just beautiful. I see God glowing in you! And you remind me of me ;)"

Questions are great. They can lead to answers which teach us things we had never known before. They can lead us to more and more questions through which our understanding grows. If we don't ask questions, we risk settling in complaciancy.

Think about this today: pick someone you love and reflect on why...why do you love that person? could that ever change? then tell them you love them.

xoxoxo Emily