This is of course the conclusion of Paul's words about love in 1 Corinthians 13. And as I'm thinking about what I see in relationships of so many Christian couples, I'm not seeing it. As I'm reading the painful story of Ezekiel unfolding (In Ch. 16 now), I'm not seeing it. So often love is abused, taken for granted, tossed to the side. Very sad to see.
Why do so many abuse those who love them most? And most importantly, what is it in me that makes me sometimes also take for granted those who love me most? Love isn't supposed to fail. God give us this kind of love, because we're doing a pretty poor job coming up with it on our own.
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