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a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
Paul writes-
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, 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. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known. And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians 13:1-13)
This has been in my head lately. I keep thinking about it. I am tired of throwing the word 'love' around like it can cover everything. I say I love my family and that I love steak, but I can not love the both in the same way. I really like steak, I do not love it. There is a difference between like and love. Love can do many things. I want to love like Christ. I want to love others the way that Christ loves me. I want to stop judging folks so quickly. I want to love those who I claim to love like they deserve to be loved. I want to stop being short with people. I want to really love... I hope I love like I should. I catch myself wondering if I love enough. If I am living up to my words. I hope I am.... I may add to this later... I want to expound on it, but i want to publish it too...
