I CHOOSE LOVE

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.

I choose LOVE.