I believe in love of Christ. I never understood what love was until I opened my heart to hear the gospel. As a kid I thought Jesus was just some guy that died in the line of duty; like a solider. I asked myself, why is he so special? Do people not understand how many have died for freedom in America? I’d like to think I would take a bullet for my sister, but nobody attends church to learn about me. My view of Christ changed in high school.
High school was when my perfect world fell apart. My home life was spiraling downwards, which left me with no confidence. No confidence left me with few friends. There weren’t many people in my life that I trusted enough to love me. I started going to church with a girl from my school, mainly to get away from my home. In time I realized something. I cannot find love if I don’t know Jesus’ love.
Jesus never did anything wrong yet he died for the wrong doings of others. He showed me what love truly is. Love doesn’t depend on the works of man for everyone has sinned. If I were to love somebody for works alone I could not truly love a single person. I love those because it is what the Bible preaches (Luke 6:32-35). And if I never have another person love me back I’d be ok with that. I know my Father in heaven loves me and that’s more than enough. This I believe.