Thoughts on Love

The other morning I walked out of my house with my daughter to walk her to school, and on the sidewalk in orange chalk were written the words: God is Love. Phoebe was trilled because she can read all of those words. She wondered who wrote them. We walked to school (4 blocks) and saw that it was written on every block all the way to school.

That next day I read my scriptures and for some reason like reading John. I think that I was thinking about my wonderful mentor named John and so by association I though, why not read that today, and I ended up reading the chapter with the verse that contains the verse those words. It is in 1 John 4:8:

He that loveth not knoweth not God; for God is love.

I was amazed but not surprised. This kind of think happens to me all the time. I am not a scriptorian who had verses and their locations memorized. But I believe that my unconscious mind, which is connected to the universal intelligence (or God) remembers every scripture I have ever read and knows exactly where it is. So that part of me was guided to turn to 1 John chapter 4.

What did surprise me was the next verse:

In this was manifested the love of God toward us, because that God sent his only begotten Son into the world, that we might live through him.

Several years ago I gave a talk on the Atonement on Easter Sunday. The Atonement is such a big subject, and whenever I have read about it, the consensus is that we don’t know exactly how Jesus Christ took upon him our sins and sufferings. The how is a mystery, we just know he did and it works. But I suddenly realized that there is no mystery. It was love. It was through the perfect and powerful love of God for us and also through Jesus Christ’s love for us and for his father.

When I work with clients, I see how strongly my simple intention to send love toward them, has changed the sessions. When I first started as a hypnotherapist I was often thinking about what technique to use or how best to do this or that or wondering if they were having a good experience. Of course, within that was love, but now I don’t worry. I just know that the right thing to do will come to me and I send love at them. Pure perfect Christ-like love. If I don’t have it, I ask God to help me.

I have often said that “all healing comes the Atonement,” even if people don’t realize that is where it is coming from.  In other circles,  I say “It is not time, but love that heals all wounds.” And silly me I just realized that I have been saying the same thing. All healing comes from the love of God that was so great that he sent his son to die for us.

And since February is the month of love, I thought I’d invite everyone, when they see pink paper hearts or red roses, no matter how gimmicky, to remember that God is love and send love like a Care Bear Stare to as many people as you see. They won’t know what hit them.

Years ago, I used to dislike Valentine’s Day, but now I love it. It doesn’t matter whether I have a boy friend or a husband. I just love all the extra love floating around. And I love to share my love with others. Specifically, I’m going to spoil my daughter and teach her to love it too!

Happy Valentines Day!