1 If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. 3 If I give all I possess to the poor and give over my body to hardship that I may boast, but do not have love, I gain nothing.
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6 Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7 It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres
1 Cor 13:1-7
How many times do we insist on telling someone that “really needs to hear it” a hard truth in a hard way and gloat about our knowledge? Maybe it was a minor correction about a minor thing. Your child brings home a paper they are proud of, but you notice the misspelt word midway through the effort. Your spouse says a word incorrectly when they are reflecting on their day and you have to correct them. By the time you are done with the correction, they have lost their train of thought or won’t continue any longer because they realize that what is important is the way they speak, not what they say. The chance to be “Jesus with Skin on” is lost because our haughty, intelligent manor takes precedent over their predicament or need. Maybe they didn’t get to say what they fully wanted, but at least they know how vast and expansive your knowledge is.
You give because you can and gloat about God’s favor in your life. Really, blessings are a gift from God and he has showered you with so much that just proves how great you really are, right? The homeless, disenfranchised, and marginalized are there because they deserve it. How can you love someone so unlovable?
But that is what God calls us to do. Every day, all day. Not just on Sundays or the days before a big holiday. In the heat and the stink and the hard times. We are to love until it hurts, until we can’t love anymore, until we take anymore. And then dig down deep, and love more like Christ did and does.
But we focus on the flaws. We point out the black dot on the spotless sheet of white paper. We record our love in books to boast about our good deeds so that we will be noticed by those that matter.
I want to love every day. I want to love until it hurts and then laugh at my own tears because someone stomped on my heart again. I want to take the risk and be vulnerable for God. If I can reach one person through love, it will be worth it. Because that is all that matters.
God loves you! God loves me! He loves you because of who you are not what you have done. He loves you because of who he is despite what you have done. There is no sin so great that it can’t be overcome by his ending love. There is no situation so dire that it can’t be fought through with his love. There is no one so far gone that they can’t be saved with his love.
His love abounds. It is everywhere and always, just believe!
I am a Christian, a wife, a mom, and a part-time basket case who wants to be a full time writer.