Day 5: Your Definition of Love
Well I feel like this will probably be one of the hardest blogs I'll have to write in the next 25 days because I don't know the definition of love.
I think that it's a word that's over-used more often than any other word:
I love pizza.
I love my parents.
I love the Green Bay Packers.
I love my friends.
I [romantically] love so and so.
I love rain.
I love school.
I love Mexican food.
I love the color yellow.
And the list goes on...
The problem with the previously mentioned list is that most of those things are conditional:
I love pizza..but only from this restaurant and made this way.
I love my family [this one isn't conditional in my case, sometimes liking them is though. :) jk but to some people they don't have good parents or a family that cares]
I love the Green Bay Packers [this one is also not conditional but some people might only like them when they're good and find another team off an off-year.]
I love my friends...when they're aren't causing drama.
I [romantically] love so and so..when he's not being a jerk.
I love rain...when I don't have to walk in it.
I love school...when I'm doing well.
I love Mexican food..but only if it's from this one restaurant..not from that other nasty place.
I love the color yellow...but not if it looks like baby poop or mashed up bananas and it doesn't make me look fat.
You see what I mean?
1 Corinthians 13:4-7 Tells us:
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy. It does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
Now. I can't tell you how many times when I've "loved" someone [we'll just stick to people now] that I've been impatient, mean, envious, self-seeking, score keeping, happy when something irritating happens to them if they're getting on my nerves, distrustful, and willing to give up. That's a lot of what love is NOT.
I think that we've lost sight of what love really is.
To me, ideally, love would be exactly like the Bible says.
I would be patient with him, kind to him.
I wouldn't be jealous if he talks to other girls.
[I'm not sure what I'd be boastful or prideful of]
I wouldn't be rude when I'm not getting my way.
I wouldn't try to manipulate him into getting what I want and I'd make sure his needs were met before my own.
I wouldn't remember every little thing he did wrong so I could throw it in his face the next time he made me mad.
I'd rejoice with him when good things happen and be upset with him when things don't go his way.
I'd protect our love like a mama bear protects her cubs, I'd trust him to be faithful, I'd hope for good things for him, and I'd never give up, no matter what.
I realize that no one is perfect and there's no way that I can do all of these things 100% of the time, I am human after all. But that doesn't mean I can't try my hardest.
That list not only applies to romantic love, of course but every other kind of love: familial, friendly, I can't think of a word to love God but that applies too.
Well. This post was a tad more serious than normal but I hope you understand what I said and the points I tried to make. :)
Until tomorrow. :)
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