Today I’m talking about this love thing
So what is it about this love thing that keeps it hanging around lifetime after lifetime? Or do you think love is just an old-fashioned notion whose time has come and gone? I’ve been reading about and watching videos about seemingly solid relationships breaking up…and it always makes me wonder if true love was ever truly there. Yeah, I’m weird. I wonder about things like that. But bear with me. I won’t dwell on it too long, and I’ll share a rhyme and reason about it with you.
Here’s how I see true love, and you can show me where I’ve missed the mark…
“Love suffers long and is kind; does not envy; and does not parade itself, is not puffed up; does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil; does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will fail; where there are tongues, they will cease; where there is knowledge, it will vanish away.
For we know in part and we prophesy in part. But when that which is perfect has come, then that which is in part will be done away. When I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; but when I became a man, I put away childish things. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part, but then I shall know just as I also am known. And now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”
I didn’t write that, but I did write this…
Ink For The Pen
The little girl who fell and bruised her knee on the ground
Didn’t know her tears were some more ink for the pen.
The little boy who ran and laughed and jumped all around
Didn’t know his giggles were more ink for the pen.
The dog that chased a ball and caught it right in the air
Didn’t know its wagging tail was ink for the pen.
The ducks that saw the dog and then scattered everywhere
Didn’t know they quacked up some more ink for the pen.
The loved ones who were here but have since passed away
Didn’t know their lives provided ink for the pen.
Until I leave this world and my body’s cast away
I’ll write about this love that brings me ink for the pen.
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