All these beautiful words about faith and foundations and sacred love — they're true. But they're also somewhat safe, aren't they? They don't ask me to actually be vulnerable in a real way. They don't ask me to risk my heart or my reputation or my beliefs in the messy reality of actual life. 💭

The best thing for me might be to stop hiding behind theology and start actually living according to it. That means taking risks. That means being willing to be hurt, to be wrong, to struggle. It means not just thinking about love spiritually, but actually practicing it in ways that cost me something — in my daily life, with real people, in moments where I can't control the outcome. 😔

I think I've been so focused on having the right beliefs that I haven't focused enough on having the right character. And character isn't built in contemplation. It's built in the hard moments. The moments where my faith is tested and I have to choose whether I actually mean what I say. 🕊️

What if the real work isn't understanding love spiritually, but becoming the kind of person who can actually give and receive love the way I believe it should be given and received?