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What Is Love:
02/14/08
What Is Love:
A husband who, every morning, kisses me goodbye on our way out the door with the same gentleness and love as our wedding day
Baby brothers who yell, "CASSIE'S HERE!" and run down the stairs from their bedroom to greet me when I show up at the house unexpectedly.
A sister who still lets me kiss her goodbye on the cheek every time I leave (even though she's well into her teens).
Two adult brothers who tease me and hug me and come over to my house to eat the food I cook and watch movies.
A mom who still sends me home with food every time I'm over for supper and calls me to let me know when she has something really good on the stove.
A dad who leaves Valentine's Day flowers on my doorstep for me to find when I come home from work.
and what looks like poverty is riches
when what is true looks more like a knife
it looks like you’re killing me
but you’re saving my life
but i give myself to what looks like love
and i sell myself for what feels like love
and i pay to get what is not love
and all just because i see things upside down
what looks like weakness can do anything
and what looks like foolishness is understanding
when what is powerful has not come to fight
it looks like you’re going to war
but you lay down your life
but i give myself to what looks like love
and i sell myself for what feels like love
and i pay to get what is not love
and all just because i see things upside down
what looks like torture is a time to rejoice
what sounds like thunder is a comforting voice
when what is beautiful looks broken and crushed
and i say i don’t know You
but You say it’s finished
when what is beautiful looks broken and crushed
and i say i don’t know You
but You say it’s finished"
- Derek Webb -
2 comments
Happy Valentine's Day, Cass. :-) 
Aw, I didn't know Dad did that. What a guy! 
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