Love is patient and kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up; Does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; Does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away.
Oh to love truly! This is my desire. How can I say I love someone when my love is not even close to what God says love truly is? Yes, I may care for them very deeply, but do I sincerely love them? If I really loved them, then these characteristics would show. Is that not so? And yet I am envious. I am not always patient or kind. I am sometimes rude, though I try very hard not to be. I do not always rejoice in the truth because sometimes the truth is painful. I do not always love for anothers sake, but sometimes only to make myself feel loved. Because if I can say I love them, then it is easy for me to pretend they love me in return. I cannot bear all things for I am human and therefore imperfect. But I know I can bear a lot more than I do now. Hope is difficult when the situation looks so bleak. How can I have hope when all I see is hurt and dreariness? My love fails... But through all this failure and despair, I do have hope and I do have a chance. With God, all things are possible. I may not ever love as well as I would like to, but with God, I shall suceed to love better than I am able to now. He gives me hope, He gives me strength, He gives me a future. On Him will I lean, and to Him will I run.
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