When I choose my responses to unfolded clothes, dirty dishes, or lack of time for me based on demonstrating love it feels less like demanding or forcing from my children and more like love. More than anything I can give, love will stick. Love will be remembered, will remain.
When I choose trust over fear and doubt it feels like love.
When I accept my flaws instead of using comparison as the filter for my worth I am acknowledging the love of God uniquely designed for uniquely me, for them.
We love because he first loved us.