Before the reward there must be labor. You plant before you harvest. You sow in tears before you reap joy.
The labor of love is work done for the sake of one's own enjoyment or of benefit to others rather than for material rewards. We all do things we don't necessarily like all in the name of love.
It is amazing and humbling to think about all the things we do for our family out of love. We make sacrifices day in and day out for them. Love makes us do things we never thought we were capable of. Some called it a labor of love.
Work is love made visible.
Love can move us to tears, weeping for all the joy we have discovered and weeping for all that we have lost. True love, after all, is to love someone and expect nothing in return
Love one another and you will be happy. It's as simple and as difficult as that.
I am grateful at the end of each day to have engaged in a labor of love.