I pretty much always enjoy having long talks with friends about life. And while I may not always agree with how they view things it causes me to think in more detail. For while I can think (which may be a shock to some of you I know) I rely more on my feelings then my thoughts. For example in all professional personality tests I am always an F - a feeler
A while back I had a nice talk with one of my friends out here in Calgary. I unfortunately was half asleep and slightly stressed so I wasn't able to think as much as I would have liked to but the conversation we had remains in the back of my mind as well as the question that came up. Is Love a choice or is it involuntary? After our conversation I cannot say for sure that either one is correct. In fact I believe that love can be both. For example the love that parents have for their children is involuntray. Yet then we choose to love God and we choose to 'love' our neighbors. We also choose when we don't want to love someone. But then what about falling in love? Is that a choice that you make or is it automatic? If it is a choice then how do you know that you made the right choice when marrying someone, or if it is automatic is it from God or just your hormones and thoughts pumping overtime?
I have not had much experience in love myself, outside my family, church and group of my friends, and alot of what I believe in comes from my own experiences or the experiences of those around me. But I do have a wonderful boyfriend (Matthew Stinson) who I must say that I love a lot. So was this love a choice or did it just happen? If I recall correctly it was one of those things that just happened. I had known him for a couple years now and while the first time I saw him I thought he was kinda cute I didn't ever expect that I would actually end up liking him in that way, in fact on time I was afraid that he might like me and tried to avoid him for a while because I just wanted to be friends. Last winter I had decided to give up on guys for a while and finally just rejoice in my singleness and that it is possible to be just friends with guys. Ha! Well that didn't last long for as spring rolled around I started to like Matt as more then just a friend, although, as my best friend will testify, I strongly denied for a while that I liked him. I feel that this feeling that I had came around on its own (or from some higher source =D) but I admit that I went along with it, I could have chosen to stop this feeling but I didn't. And finally ('cause if you know me you know that Matt is my first boyfriend and actually the first person to actually ask me out...unless you count those grade 1 and 5 encounters) it all worked out as that August he asked me out and I said yes. We now have been dating for 4 months and I'm as happy as ever.
So what do you think, is all love a choice? Or just some of it? Why do you think so?
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