My Sunday sermon. :-) So many things to think about... reconcile to... hope for... have faith in...
My relationship with God echoes this passage of scripture. Every day, I sense his love towards me. He doesn't need me but he still desires and treasures my heart and soul. Each tear I shed, these moments of laughter, every minute spent in his company and all those that aren't... I am so precious to him. Love is something to be treasured. It is something no one is worthy of.
"Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,
doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;
rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;
beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.
Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.
For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.
When I was a child, I spake 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 through a glass, darkly, but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity." (1 Cor. 13)