I love that I look for the lightness and laughter in life as much as I can. The ease of my smile feels wonderful. That bubbly feeling of laughter that comes from within fills me with joy.
I love my determination to succeed in whatever I set my mind to. I have the strength to get through the rough stuff because I know that my perseverance will pay off.
I love my eyes. I love my hair. (My whole house is great... :P) I love my smile. I love my hands and my fingernails that took me so long to learn to grow out. I love my waistline! I love my slightly crooked bottom teeth that are just like my mom's. I love my strong arms and legs.
I love my passion for learning. I want to devour all of the knowledge I can about so many things. I love my ability to express myself through song. I love that my singing comes from and fulfills something in the deepest part of my heart.
I love my faith. I love my religion. I love my church and the family I have there.
I love my parents, my sister, and my dog, and I love that we are such an "atypical" 21st century kind of family -- the kind that makes it a point to sit down to eat dinner together as often as we can, who makes time to work on projects together, watch movies together, go on trips together. Most of all, we're a family that laughs together, oh so much.
I love the environment I was raised in, the example that was set for me for when it's my time to fall in love and raise my own family. I love that I know I will always, always, always be supported by my parents as I start my adult life out on my own.
I love my friends - old friends, new friends, best friends. I love that my life is filled with people I can trust and depend on, because I know that I provide that for them as well.
I love how much I care about other people. Sometimes, in my heart, it can feel like too much, especially when others are so apt to let us down. But I also love that I can forgive, as I am forgiven.
I love how much I love. And I love how much I am loved. And I love that I know and feel that love all around me - in my friends, family, and Christ.
1 Corinthians 13:1-13
Though I command languages both human and angelic -- if I speak without love, I am no more than a gong booming or a cymbal clashing.And though I have the power of prophecy, to penetrate all mysteries and knowledge, and though I have all the faith necessary to move mountains -- if I am without love, I am nothing.
Though I should give away to the poor all that I possess, and even give up my body to be burned -- if I am without love, it will do me no good whatever.
Love is always patient and kind; love is never jealous; love is not boastful or conceited,
it is never rude and never seeks its own advantage, it does not take offence or store up grievances.
Love does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but finds its joy in the truth.
It is always ready to make allowances, to trust, to hope and to endure whatever comes.
Love never comes to an end. But if there are prophecies, they will be done away with; if tongues, they will fall silent; and if knowledge, it will be done away with.
For we know only imperfectly, and we prophesy imperfectly;
but once perfection comes, all imperfect things will be done away with.
When I was a child, I used to talk like a child, and see things as a child does, and think like a child; but now that I have become an adult, I have finished with all childish ways.
Now we see only reflections in a mirror, mere riddles, but then we shall be seeing face to face. Now I can know only imperfectly; but then I shall know just as fully as I am myself known.
As it is, these remain: faith, hope and love, the three of them; and the greatest of them is love.