I underlined this in a book I had read because it seemed so topical for me at the time. When the silence becomes too much to bear from a loved one, the mind can play games. The hardest thing I have ever chosen to do in my life was to keep on loving someone who didn’t seem to be sharing it back. My immature soul always screams to protect itself and walk away, but as I grow and learn, I am understanding the nature of love is not one of “only love those who love you back”. It’s to love regardless. It’s loving people in the places they are at. It’s loving someone even when it hurts.
The fruit of the Spirit always starts with love.