Love....
I have been known to say that love sucks, when I do say this I am referring to the kind of love that most of the world knows. I grew up a hateful person, I didn't care who was in pain as long as it wasn't me. I didn't wish hurt on others but I would never go out of my way to watch my tongue or actions because I felt a right to get whatever I needed in the moment. My thought used to be , nobody else will get it for me so I'll take it by whatever means necessary. As far as I was concerned I was entitled to everything my heart desired or my flesh lusted after.
I know of a much different kind of love now. The love of my Savior that teaches me new depths of His love when I ask for it, and even when I rant and rave for it. I am once again in awe of how perfect His love for us is. Today I am basking in His endless compassion.