Speaking without words...

I'm noticing that our love languages (acts of service, receiving of gifts, words of affirmation, physical touch, and quality time) have the potential to be a huge indicator in our relationships. When my love language is spoken by someone who has wrong motives or does not show love very consistently, I well up with anger and offense. But when it is spoken by someone who loves well, who essentially lays down their life for mine, I am filled up, refreshed, renewed. I find it interesting that I can measure the state of my relationship with another by the way I involuntarily react when they unintentionally speak my love language.