The One Thing We Can Control: Love

The One Thing We Can Control: Love

There is so much in this world that we cannot control. Hurricanes sweep across the coast, genocide shatters nations, political unrest shakes entire continents. The forces that shape life can feel overwhelming, indifferent, even cruel.

And yet, in the midst of all that chaos, there is one thing we can control. One thing that remains fully, beautifully, undeniably within our power: love.

We can control not abandoning it.
We can control not letting selfishness or self-centeredness cut us off from its current.
We can choose — every single day — to push harder into the lives of the people we know would crucify themselves for us.
And into the lives of those for whom we would crucify ourselves.

All we truly have control over is how we show love. How we express it. How we embrace it. How we sometimes run from it, too, even when we know it is the very air we were made to breathe.

Life is built around love. All the triumphs, all the heartbreaks, all the mundane, ordinary moments between — at the center of it is love. The laughter shared with a friend, the hand you hold through grief, the tenderness you offer without expectation — these are the choices that matter most.

We cannot stop the storms. We cannot prevent the pain. We cannot fix the world alone. But we can live in the light of love. We can cultivate it, protect it, expand it, even in the smallest ways. And in doing so, we push back against the chaos, not with force, but with the quiet, radical power of connection.

Love is the thing we can control. Love is the thing that gives life meaning, even when everything else feels out of reach. Love is the thing that shapes the world in ways we cannot always see.

So, let us not abandon it. Let us not hide from it. Let us not treat it like a finite resource. Let us throw ourselves fully into it, with courage, with recklessness, with unwavering devotion.

Because in the end, all that matters — all that ever has — is love.

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