Choosing

I chose something.

I chose to love. I decided not to hate.

Even though it's harder. Even though it's what everyone else is not doing. Even though it would be completely understandable to keep hating.

Why choose, then?

Because, once, Someone else chose the same thing.

Except it was even harder.

You think it's hard to love your enemy?

Imagine loving the person who hates you, tramples on you, cheats on you, lies to you, ignores you; imagine loving them so much, you would die for them.

And then they lie, cheat, and trample on you again.

Would you not chose to hate them? It's what they deserve, right?

Well let me tell you something.

You are loved. 

It is the most undeserved love, and it is the greatest love in the world. It's ours! Ours to receive, and ours to give. No, they won't deserve it, but what we don't deserve to have we shouldn't be reluctant to give.

Give love. Choose love.