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
- 1 Corinthians 13:4-8
Seems like a beautiful poem until you realize it is a Bible verse, right? I ran across this and it brought back a flood of memories and emotion. The memories of my wedding day. The Reverend/Doctor did a wonderful job of officiating my wedding. He read this passage toward the end of the ceremony and I remember thinking "Wow, wouldn't it be great if our love blossomed into that?"
Foolish I know.
Foolish because it should have been that before we walked down the aisle, but I digress. This is not that kind of post. This is the post to make you think about what you label as love. Why do you think it's love?
Lately my life has forced me to focus on what I consider love to be. What I want out of love and the wonderful possibilities that are coming my way. Some of them a beautiful and most unexpected surprise. I try not to get ahead of myself, as women we tend to jump the gun when we should still be stretching and placing ourselves into the starting blocks.
It feels overwhelming, joyous and a little scary to have my heart open again. I decided to give up doubt for the Lenten season, but oh how hard it is when doubt comes knocking at your door. Is he really interested? Why me? Am I pretty enough? Smart enough? Will he be happy with me when he can have his choice of women? Oh what doubt can do. I fight doubt every day in a 12 round bout with a no TKO rule.
The look across the room, the flirty text messages, the way other people can notice the difference in him and me. That makes doubt slowly disappear at the moment and makes me warm to the possibilities...