As a 60-something great-grandma, I am often struck by how different love seems to me now, compared to when I was a younger woman. When I was young, I equated love to red hot fiery passion. And I was badly burned as a result.
Today, this is what true love means to me:
Love endures with patience and serenity, love is kind and thoughtful, and is not jealous or envious; love does not brag and is not proud or arrogant. It is not rude; it is not self-seeking, it is not provoked [nor overly sensitive and easily angered]; it does not take into account a wrong endured. It does not rejoice at injustice, but rejoices with the truth [when right and truth prevail]. Love bears all things [regardless of what comes], believes all things [looking for the best in each one], hopes all things [remaining steadfast during difficult times], endures all things [without weakening]. Love never fails [it never fades nor ends]…. ~1 Corinthians 13:4-8a, Amplified Bible
And now there remain: faith [abiding trust in God and His promises], hope [confident expectation of eternal salvation], love [unselfish love for others growing out of God’s love for me], these three [the choicest graces]; but the greatest of these is love. ~1 Corinthians 13:13, Amplified Bible
❤ ❤ Happy Valentine’s Day. ❤ ❤