Tonight I received a text on my way home from work. It was simple. It only said three words. I love you. Now this person who sent it someone and I had not spoken with each other in about a month and our conversations where tense at best due to some life choices I don’t agree with. However, without any hesitation I replied I “I love you more.”
I have never been “in love.” Yet, there are a few people that I love desperately. My heart aches for them. I want with all that I am to make sure they are happy, well, and taken care of. 1 Corinthians 13 is often called the love chapter because it describes what love is. I imagine that up until this point ancient people had no real understanding of this thing they felt or what it was called. Or what it meant God was saying to them.
love is patent- I will wait for you to see who I am and how much I care for you.
love is kind-I will do what is best for you even though it may be hard for me.
it does not envy- I am happy for you even when it hurts me
it does not boast- I know what is best but I won’t tell you I told you so.
it is not proud- I know I am a right but I care more to have you in my life then to have my pride.
It does not dishonor others- I know your secrets but that will stay secrets.
it is not self-seeking- Your needs before mine even if it means giving up my Son.
it is not easily angered- you hurt me but I won’t hold it against you.
it keeps no record of wrongs- I know the sins you committee are great but I chose not to see them.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
When I think about these verses as God speaking about our relationship it amazes me. I do so many wrong things. I actively chose sin over God yet, He chooses not to see my shame. If my love for my friend is only a small bit of God’s love for me who am I to do anything but worship him.