In the interests of brevity, I have
included most of 1 Corinthians 13, though only the bits that have stood out to
me tonight (as opposed to other times I have read it!)
1 If I speak in the tongues[a] of men and
of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging
cymbal….
4 Love is patient, love is kind. It does
not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5 It is not rude, 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.
8 Love
never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there
are tongues, they will be stilled; where
there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9 For we know in part and we
prophesy in part, 10 but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. ….
13 And now these three remain: faith, hope
and love. But the greatest of these is love.
I was thinking of these this evening through
a conversation. I generally avoid these particular conversations as much as
possible, as I don’t have the words to meet the tirade of anger…against God,
the church, Christians.. you name it. And when the other person who is a
studied intellect who just ‘knows’, there’s no way out and no ‘come back’ using
words that I can find. Definitely not by matching it.
I wonder how love never fails when it’s not
met, received and reciprocated, but when it is truly love that is patient,
kind, rejoices in truth, protects, trusts, hopes, perseveres…. But in that lies the mystery and the wonder of
it all. And as with people like tonight,
love, in all its facets, in whatever form, won’t fail, and will remain after all else has indeed
gone.
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