The irrational.
Love is the irrational.
Love is the irrational.
I admit this has been the most difficult for me to write — because it is the most difficult to explain. It could swing one of two ways: terribly short and vague, or terribly long and still vague. But I hope someone, somewhere, understands the picture I am trying to paint.
Love is irrational. It follows no rhythm but the one it plays — and no one knows the tune to which it dances.
Le Printemps, Pierre-Auguste Cot (1873)
We are selfish animals, driven by self-preservation. I’m reminded of Margaret Mead, the renowned cultural anthropologist, who is quoted as saying:
“In the wild, an animal with a broken leg cannot survive. It can’t escape predators, hunt, or find water. So a healed femur — especially one that had time to mend properly — indicates that someone took care of that person: protected them, brought them food and water, and helped them recover.”
That care, she claimed, is the first sign of civilization. Not tools, not agriculture, not even written language — but compassion.
Imagine yourself as an ancient man. Your greatest asset is your legs: your ability to outrun predators, to chase prey for days. And now, one of you cannot walk. In the wild, the fair and merciful thing — the rational thing — is to leave him behind.
But man does something absurd.
He refuses.
He stays.
He binds himself to his wounded brother and says: we will survive together. And in that moment, the mind begins to tinker — and redefines what is possible.
He stays.
He binds himself to his wounded brother and says: we will survive together. And in that moment, the mind begins to tinker — and redefines what is possible.
This is love.
Love is that which dares to embarrass human logic, customs, traditions, even the rules we hold sacred.
Love is that which dares to embarrass human logic, customs, traditions, even the rules we hold sacred.
Kiss by the Hotel de Ville, Robert Doisneau (1950)
“Opposites attract” — that’s the law, they say. Yet we witness couples who mirror each other in belief and interest, radiant in their harmony. Not far from them, we see couples who couldn’t be more different, and still we say: it works. Sometimes it’s the complementary kind, where one’s weakness is answered by the other’s strength — two incomplete souls forming one healthy whole.
This variety — this unpredictable, chaotic beauty — is what I mean when I say love is irrational.
It follows no template.
It is not formulaic.
It finds a need, a place it must be — and it fills it.
It follows no template.
It is not formulaic.
It finds a need, a place it must be — and it fills it.
And so I daresay: it has no types.
No texting rules.
No timelines of what is “too soon” or “too desperate.”
Lads, leave the memes. Love is not a game. It is the realest matter of our existence.
No texting rules.
No timelines of what is “too soon” or “too desperate.”
Lads, leave the memes. Love is not a game. It is the realest matter of our existence.
By all means, guard your heart — but do so with discernment. The beauty of your soul is not meant to be hoarded. It is meant to be shared.
Christ said, There is no greater love than this: that a man lays down his life for his friend.
Key word: friend.
To lay down your life not for a lover or a spouse, but a friend. The selflessness of that… It escapes me. Perhaps I do not understand what a friend truly is — or perhaps I have not yet grasped the severity of the word love. Maybe both.
To lay down your life not for a lover or a spouse, but a friend. The selflessness of that… It escapes me. Perhaps I do not understand what a friend truly is — or perhaps I have not yet grasped the severity of the word love. Maybe both.
Because when we speak of love, we speak of God.
John tells us: God is love.
Paul echoes: Love conquers all.
And the only thing I know that conquers all is the Sovereign of heaven — Yahweh.
John tells us: God is love.
Paul echoes: Love conquers all.
And the only thing I know that conquers all is the Sovereign of heaven — Yahweh.
So when I say love is irrational, I do not mean reckless. I mean divine.
It is not beneath reason — it is beyond it.
It is God’s standard, and like most things of God, it is difficult to understand.
It is not beneath reason — it is beyond it.
It is God’s standard, and like most things of God, it is difficult to understand.
Approach love with the sincerity of an infant.
And see how beautiful this divine emotion is.
And see how beautiful this divine emotion is.
P.S. - I might be a bit excessive and delusional, but I do think the matter of love, what it is and how to love rightly, is at the core of our existence and our relationship with God. The greatest commandment, as highlighted by Christ, is regarding this action. We are to be recognized as his disciples by our love. Paul names it as one of the most important things in our faith, and John attributes it to God. God is love, a quote many Christians will follow up with, but to refute others rather than walk through defining biblically what love is. Maybe many Christians do not know what it is, maybe we have gotten lost in texts and scriptures, and have forgotten what it means to love. That Christ's entire earthly life was dedicated to showing us a lived example of what this meant - God help us.
I urge you to read, contemplate, and understand the text.. I will be back soon!
