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.
If I sign Something with an XO, and at the time, I truly mean it. But that kind of love, costs me ...nothing. Love that looks like a noun, with no love is cheap love. Does it mean it doesn't count? No, but there isn't much root in that kind of Love.
We are always in love with Something, from ice cream to football. At any given moment, our love is being directed at a person, place or thing. A song, a cookie, a book or iPad. That kind of love doesn't prepare us for the work of True Love/
True Love hurts and Sometimes, it hurts bad. Like marriage, parenting and many other of life's sports, it takes action and courage on our part. We have to embrace some things and let go of other things.
We have to give up what we expected love to look like and look at it for what it is. It is not about how we feel at any given moment. I would have sold DH many times over if love was only about feeling. Good and bad, thick and thin. There is more to it than a capitalized XO. Much, much more...
Posted by firstname.lastname@example.org at Monday, January 16, 2012