I choose love, God’s love

I choose love.

Not words you look to hear from a rodeo cowboy or ranch hand with a reputation of toughness to uphold.

But that's not the love I'm talking about.

I choose this love.

John 13:34 A new command I give you: Love one another. As I have loved you, so you must love one another.

Jesus loved me enough to die for me and take the punishment meant for my sins. All I have to do is believe, repent and ask to be forgiven and thanks to his love, I can have an eternal and perfect life in Heaven.

His love was an action, not a feeling.

I choose love.

It's a command from Jesus but in a world where we're divided, fighting with and hating on each other, does he really need to command me?

I choose love.

I choose to say, “Hey buddy, I know you barely scraped your fees together tonight to get jerked down like that. I've got some extra, let me buy your Taco Bell.”

I choose love. I choose to hold my

I choose to hold my tongue when the waitress just gave me attitude and instead, ask how I can pray for her when the check comes.

I choose love. I choose to spend some

I choose to spend some time coaching a gunsel instead of giving up on him or just laughing when he walks by with his spurs upside down and his chaps on an hour and a half before showtime.

I choose love.

I choose to cheer for my rival who is about to win the team roping championship after my horse walked through barbwire this morning.

I choose love.