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Manipulative or Free Love


Hurt, human nature and twisted relationships can warp our perception of love.  


As if walking in to a carnival house of mirrors.  

 We see ourselves not as we are, but as we want to be seen.  

 Manipulating, turning and twisting perception to force it to fit our perspective.  Love becomes something to earn, buy or control.  

In an attempt to "make" others love or to "make" others know how much we love them, we molest love with an intent to control and completely lose its true meaning.  

Freedom. Release.  
Letting go of outcomes. 
Without fear, punishment, control and possession.
Freeing ourselves and others from our warped expectations, frees us to love.

May you and I freely love today!


"Love does not claim possession, but gives freedom." Rabindranath Tagore


 There is no fear in love. But perfect love 

drives out fear, because fear has to do 

with punishment. The one who fears is 

not made perfect in love. 1 John 4:18 

But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While 

we were still sinners, Christ died for us. Romans 5:8

Greater love has no one than this: to lay down one's life 

for one's friends. John 15:13

This is how we know what love is: Jesus Christ laid 

down his life for us. And we ought to lay down our lives 

for our brothers and sisters. John 15:13

Beloved, let us love one another, for love is from God; 

and everyone who loves is born of God and knows 

God. The one who does not love does not know God, for 

God is love.… 1 John 4:7


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