Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.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. Corinthians 13:4-8
Do you remember the first love of your life? I don’t mean the first time you looked at someone and thought they were attractive, but the butterflies that would come every time they came by. The innocence of holding the other person’s name in your heart like a secret, that might be exposed with each beat. Now that you remember, that is how love is suppose to feel all the time. Not just with your first lover. The reason first loves become less intense is because as we grow up we lose our innocence, and the innocence of love. Our love becomes less kind, more envious, more boastful, more proud, self-sought, easily angered, and full of a list of wrongs. When you love someone let Corinthians 13:4-8 be a model for your love. Let your love be like Dante from the Count of Monte Cristo, and Romeo and Juliet.
Let’s analyze love according to Corinthians 13:4-8 shall we? Love should be patient. When I think of patience I think of my mother who was always patient with my mistakes. She was always there to receive me when I finally realized what I did wrong. Love should be kind. I think this kindness is consideration, it’s compassion. I think of my little ten year old brother when I think of compassion. He would always be there to smile, and help bear my pain with me when I need it. Love should not be envious, boastful, or proud. I think of my own love for my mother when I think of this. Although I am sometimes envious, boastful, and proud at the end of the day as long as she’s my mother I care for her more than any other emotion. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it does not keep a record of wrongs. When I think of this aspect of love I look at my friends, those that are always there for me when I need them. The ones that you count as your family, the friends that are not there for them but for you, and that put your friendship as more important than your mistakes. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in truth. I’ve yet to realize what this truly means yet, but hopefully one day I can experience this aspect of love or comprehend it. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. I think of God when I think about this aspect of love. He always protects us from the devil, always trust in us, always hopes for our best, and never grows weary. I want to love like this one day, to love full of joy, and love like how God loves.