FEBRUARY....THE MONTH OF LOVE

Love is in the air, and everybody is speaking about it. I hear friends complain that true love doesn't exist but i'm left to wonder what all this bustle and hustle is for. Red is the color, chocolates are running out of stoke in supermarket shelves, red roses are undergoing rapid deforestation but just for this month. my TV screen is all red, all adverts must have an element of love attached to it. Every advert I hear over the radio must start with the cliche' "this month of love...." Really, can you now convince me that true love does not exist?, that's a lie.
       Love is a long story, but its after I loved and lost that that I learnt to respect the strength of a woman. King Edward of the Khoi-san kingdom gave up his kingdom in Cape Town during the colonial times and walked on foot up to Alexandria in Egypt all in the name of love.William Shakespeare lived all his life by just writing about this thing love. Samson Manoa, the strongest man to have ever existed was brought down by a woman all because of love. David the son of Jesse, the forefather of Jesus Christ, a King of Israel-a God chosen nation, a man after God's own heart (so says Paul in The Acts of Apostles), was brought down by a woman, all in the name of love.
      What is love, I ask? Read through the Muslim Quaran, there are 15 suras that speak about this love (hubb-7 times, mawadda-5 times and interpretive inserts-3 times). In the Hindu Gittur, read through the dramatization of the great mahabaratan and the ramayana, its all about love. Read through the Bible, the sermon on the mount, Christ says "and now only three things are left, faith, hope and love, but the greatest of them all is love. This thing love must be very powerful. and so, in the name of love, a man will leave his father and mother, and a woman will leave her father and mother. The two shall become one...all in the name of love.
     Music has been sang all about love, all genres, bongo, reggae, ragga, dance hall, taarab, ohangla, mugithi...even the funda-mentos were realized because of love. love has been spoken everywhere. If still you think love doesn't exist, then I guess you must be from another planet. Love is as powerful as death, it bursts out into flames and burns with a ragging fire, water can never put it out nor even flood. Love is an affair of the heart, a mutual development between two willing souls that come together for a common goal. Love is a game of soccer, where before the last whistle blows you can never tell who the winner is. Love is a gamble, and one must know the rules of gambling before getting into the game. You must know when to fold up, know when to hold on, know when to walk away and know when when to run. Love is a race, you don't run fast, you will be trampled on and before you realize it, you will be nothing but broken eggs.
     All said and done, its better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all. Love is the greatest commandment. Love God your God with all you might, strength.....and love your neighbor as you love yourselves. But just remember, 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 does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. 
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LOVE!!!!!!!!