What does love look like?
It has the hands to help others.
It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy.
It has eyes to see misery and want.
It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men.
That is what love looks like.
What love doesn’t look like:
it is not the Hollywood version
or the red carpet glittery gowns
or the fancy jewelry
it is not mostly uncovered magazine cover girls
or hooking up when it feels good
or a serial monogamy relationship of three months
it’s not an online status declaring “in a relationship”
or a choreographed and photographed proposal
or the designer wedding gown
it isn’t precisely planned conceptions
of predetermined gender and genetics
or discarding the imperfect
Love looks like
and forgiving grace
It looks like Him.