Love has won

Thank you, BL, for presenting such a pearl before this reformed and redeemed swine at the perfect time — when she is finally willing and able to listen — the key, the cure, the promise and the gift is agape love. And that’s the kind of love — God’s kind of love — that’s worth the while, not the storybook, drama-mama, radio-friendly, movie-money, self-seeking, self-serving, self-pitying, self-pleasuring kind of hogwash.

Thank You, Father — I think I finally get it, and know a little bit more of Your heart and what Your gift is/will be to me. Please help me remember the lessons learnt, if not the tears of transformation shed — I testify that “the LORD is near to the brokenhearted, and saves the crushed in spirit” (Psalm 34:18 NRSV). Thank You for enabling me to live out at least a little kernel of the truth of Your agape love and making it a part of my story:

If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.

If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing.

If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.

Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.
Love doesn’t strut,
Doesn’t have a swelled head,
Doesn’t force itself on others,
Isn’t always “me first,”
Doesn’t fly off the handle,
Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,
Doesn’t revel when others grovel,
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,
Puts up with anything,
Trusts God always,
Always looks for the best,
Never looks back,
But keeps going to the end.

Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled.

When I was an infant at my mother’s breast, I gurgled and cooed like any infant. When I grew up, I left those infant ways for good.

We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us!

But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love.

(1 Corinthians 13:1–13 The Message)

I choose to love Your way, Lord. Thank You, my Saviour, for blessing BL to be a blessing, and putting her in the chain of blessings with which you’ve been adorning the seasons past and times ahead, as Your Spirit guides and comforts me on this via dolorosa. “All glory to God who is able!”

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