Sunday, February 9, 2014

LOVE


Love is not about how much you say I love you but how much you prove that it’s true.

— Gabrielle Funaro



Where there is love there is life - Mahatma Gandhi


Thomas S. Monson has repeated this poem a few times, and it truly demonstrates how we might say something but then do something quite opposite. 

“I love you, mother,” said little John;
Then, forgetting his work, his cap went on,
And he was off to the garden swing,
Leaving his mother the wood to bring.
“I love you, mother,” said rosy Nell;
“I love you better than tongue can tell;”
Then she teased and pouted full half the day,
Till her mother rejoiced when she went to play.
“I love you, mother,” said little Fan;
“To-day I’ll help you all I can;
How glad I am that school doesn’t keep!”
So she rocked the babe till it fell asleep.
Then, stepping softly, she fetched the broom,
And swept the floor, and dusted the room;
Busy and happy all day was she,
Helpful and happy as child could be.
“I love you, mother,” again they said—
Three little children going to bed;
How do you think that mother guessed
Which of them really loved her best? 1 

 “Which Loved Best?” by Joy Allison



“A new commandment I give unto you, That ye love one another; as I have loved you, that ye also love one another” (John 13:34).
 
 
The desire to lift, the willingness to help, and the graciousness to give come from a heart filled with love. True love is a reflection of Christ’s love.


Live every moment, Laugh every day, Love beyond words
 


Living is the art of loving. Loving is the art of caring. Caring is the art of sharing. Sharing is the art of living.
— Booker T. Washington