Out of all of the religious prose and poetry I have studied, 1 Corinthians 13, is one that always stands out to me. I think if more people embraced the definition of love laid out in this chapter, the world would be a better place.
We live in trying, embittered times. Every day, I find myself agreeing with the Stevie Wonder song that says, “love’s in need of love today.” Sure, there are things that divide humanity. However, we shouldn’t be so quick to forget that there is common ground to walk upon. Granted, the common ground is a narrow strip that many overlook in favor of extremities in opposite directions, but that’s a discussion for a later date…
People are so quick to dehumanize others. People are so quick to make it a whole “us versus them” situation. However, it’s not that simple.
I don’t care what anyone says, love is important. Love adds color to a gray world. Love humanizes us. Within love, there is strength, regardless of one’s religious affiliation or lack thereof.
I will refrain from rambling further just now and avoid my love/kindness/empathy soapbox and leave you with well wishes to you all for your Thursday & the ESV (English Standard Version) of 1 Corinthians 13:
The Way of Love
1 Corinthians 13
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned,but have not love, I gain nothing. Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known. So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.
**Disclaimer: I am not a particularly religious person. I claim no religion or denomination, unless one considers agnostic pragmatism to be “a thing.”**