Love flows in an unending stream of itself. Although love may be categorized, love is love. It is not interchangeable with anything else and yet, unlike oil and water, love can merge with anything. There is not anywhere that love does not go. And yet, unbelievably, love is not always welcomed. If love were always welcomed, there would be no wars and no unhappy homes.

Naturally, if every home were happy, there would be no wars. With the happiness of love upon the face of the Earth, what match would there be to ignite any war? What list of excuses could be made for war then? Impossible! And yet every day, love is not always chosen. Of course, you do not always see that love is a choice.

In your human frame, sometimes it is hard to love. And, yet, beloved, what choice do you really have but to come to terms with love? Nevertheless, other considerations have gained prominence, and the face of love is shunted aside as if it were a silly thought to be dismissed or a naughty child put in a corner. You would think, "Who in their right mind would prefer anything to love? What could possibly be chosen over love? Who would choose it?" You would think it so ridiculous, and you would be right. And yet other things are chosen over love. Not only chosen, but chosen proudly, as if something else were a virtuous choice.

Ego comes to the fore and is called sufficient reason. Pride, all dressed up in medals, leads the parade, as if pride were valorous and worthy of honor. Too often pride is just a prettied up name for ego. Ego smirks, and love sits and waits like a wallflower.

Today, will you practice love? Not mushy gushing love, not nonsense, but simply love, not as a standby, but as first choice. Love does not mean you concede everything. It doesn't mean you act as if you agree with everyone about everything or anything. It means you favor love. That you choose love doesn't mean that you are weak-kneed and erase yourself. It just means that you come from love. It means you have made the decision to love.

That you love your children doesn't mean that you spoil your children. It means you love them. You allow yourself to love them, to honor their feelings and think of their hearts and souls more than you think of appearance. It doesn't mean you have to be the kind of parent the world has told you to be. It means you love first. It means it's okay for you to like your children and enjoy them. It means you lead your children in the way of love.

Love means that you give everyone the benefit of the doubt. It means you don't underestimate the power of pure unadorned love. It means you are aware that love is the most powerful discipline in the world and that it works. Love circumvents the need for harsh measures. Discipline is a poor substitute for love. Effort is a poor substitute for love. Your intellect is a poor substitute for love. Emotion is a poor substitute for love. Everything is a poor substitute for love. Ersatz love does not fool anyone.

Until the day love is fully in your heart, a sincere desire to love will work very well. This willingness to love is not fake. It is honest. Your desire to love alone will stir other's hearts. Your desire to come from love will work wonders. Just that, a simple desire to carry love in your heart. Is this not true for you, that you desire to love?