Because you give doesn’t mean you love…
As I read 1Corin 13 for the umpteenth time, curious to hear
what (other thing) God has to say, I lie on the floor with four other women
occupying the space around me. I just moved into my room and have been accommodating
four others per night with me.
So what is love? Making enough spaghetti for them and
tearing my hair into money? Is it feeling bad for not providing breakfast?
Love is not necessarily giving. All this while the Holy
Spirit has been consistently telling me give… WHAT YOU HAVE. Love is not
sentiments. Love is patient (to hear my friend’s ramblings) and kind (to tell
them politely that I do not have what they want). It does not envy (roomie’s
possessions) neither does it boast (about housing five different people in my
room).
It is not self-seeking (attention from the wrong places) and
does not get easily angered (about my temporary roommates demands or actions).
It is not proud (to ask who knows how to make ‘Asaro’). It does not delight in
evil (who’s downfall) but rejoices with the truth (being honest is love).
It always protects
It always trust
It always hopes
It always perseveres (Oh God! Just two weeks!)
Love never fails. Whenever you use it, it cannot fail you.
