Celebrating Love on Easter

Happy belated Easter!

The holiday is culturally about bunnies and eggs, but now that I’m celebrating it in context, it’s actually a holiday about love. Not romantic love like Valentine’s Day, but the boundless love that many of us forget about: why we love others, and especially why we love ourselves.

I got tulips like these from my church for coordinating their Easter luncheon! Photo from Unsplash.

For most of my life I’ve struggled to know what love is. I thought it was a feeling that makes your heart beat faster. But every time my heart beat faster, it eventually had to go back to normal rate, and I was disappointed. Sometimes I got upset, sometimes I stopped caring, sometimes I was angry, but all of these times I didn’t know what was going on.

But after experiencing faith, I’ve learned that love is far, far greater than just a fleeting feeling. Love means loving any person before they love you. Love means loving any person whether or not they love you. Love means loving any person just for being that person. Love means loving any person you might hardly know. And love means loving yourself for being able to love like that.

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.

Love is far more than just romance. Love means being secure enough with yourself that you can love others freely without letting your personal affairs get in the way. It is incredibly hard, but also incredibly enriching.

Love means fully believing in other people, and not burdening them with your own insecurities. Which means fully believing in yourself first. You can’t do that without truly loving yourself.

Have I achieved this? I would say am far from it. But I know I can look to up to it on Easter, a holiday where this love was given to me.


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7 Comments to "Celebrating Love on Easter"

Georgie wrote on 29th March 2016 at 4:39 PM

It took me a while to come to terms with loving myself, particularly after struggling through depression. Loving someone else really comes with loving yourself, I’ve learned. I’ve gotten myself into a mess because I couldn’t find the audacity to respect myself or love who I am as a person, and as a result I hurt many other people. It takes a lot to get to know yourself, and there are times when you learn new things about yourself and are pleasantly surprised.

I think many of us are naive about love, particularly when young. But as I have gone through various experiences and seen the way people in my family, or my friends, behave – I can see a lot of love around me. When I look back on feelings I’ve experienced, like step back and have a look, the meaning and feeling of love becomes more apparent.

I think that every love is different as well, which is why it feels different in different relationships. There are other times when something we thought was love really wasn’t, because we grow and learn more as we get older.


Michelle wrote on 30th March 2016 at 8:48 PM

It took a long time to love myself because I was abused emotionally, sexually, mentally, and almost physically by everyone in my life in my early years. That really affected me now in my adult years, but as I grew up and found myself in more positive situations and people (like my husband) and I tackled the issues of why I was feeling that way towards myself.

I am proud to say that I may not love myself all the way, but I do like a lot of myself, and I understand the kind of progress that I made.

At 26, going on 27, I can proudly say that I can live with myself and my decisions, and can accept the faults and flaws, as well as the strengths I have. <3


Raisa wrote on 3rd April 2016 at 3:37 PM

Belated happy Easter! I know it’s been a week, but I hope you had a lovely one. <3

Love is often confused with infatuation and romance, but it's important not to forget those who loved you first, your family and your friends. People who really care about you since the very beginning, that's what real love is. 😀


Liv Reply:

OHHHH that’s very well put!!!!! One of the mistakes I made years ago was believing that my friends couldn’t love me and that I didn’t want to love them. But I love them so much now. <3


Cat wrote on 6th April 2016 at 12:35 AM

For a long time, loving myself wasn’t really a thought that came to me. It seemed like love was something you felt towards someone else, usually a significant other. As you wrote, there is much more to love though! There are different types and ways to love. It’s not just reserved for one person. I hope you had a great Easter!


Ongaku wrote on 14th April 2016 at 11:37 AM

I whole heartily agree with this. Seems like a hard thing to grasp but once you do it never goes away. That is probably why I’m so content with my life is because of the love I have with my family and friends and for myself. It’s sad how many people think love is just all about that crazy exciting feeling. That couldn’t be more wrong.


Adyanibc wrote on 17th April 2016 at 1:31 AM

I loved what you say about love… Essencially the fact that sometimes we love someone even it’s not reciprocable… I think that was the best part for me and the fact that there’s many types of loving someone like a parent, a brother, a friend, a boyfriend, etc.

Thank you so much for this post.


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