Let me start by saying that I fail at love daily. I do not love my husband this way, I do not love my parents and sister this way, and I do not love my friends this way. I wish I did. I understand this love, but it is so very hard to live. Because it isn’t an emotion. It is a complete way of living, a state of being. It requires a control and selflessness that I don’t know how to possess. But that does not give me permission to stop trying. Because, most importantly, love never fails.
Love is patient, Love is kind.
Willing to wait. Not rushing the other, but accepting their pace of progress and challenge to overcome faults. Knowing that their journey is not your own, knowing that you won’t always receive the response you desire. Willing to step outside of yourself and care, at the root of who you are. Being thoughtful, intentional.
It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud.
Taking delight in their successes solely for the joy and accomplishment that it brings them. And not wishing it was yours. Sharing in those successes, but not broadcasting your own. Removing yourself from a pedestal despite the confidence you may possess. And being satisfied with the person God made them, knowing that this is one whom you are meant to love.
It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking,
Being aware of how you uphold them even when you aren’t with them. Being aware of the outlook the world should have of them as well. And loving them for no personal gain, but because loving them is right. Loving them is necessary.
It is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Letting go of your frustrations, of what upsets you. Of the nagging misdemeanors that seem to plague you. Letting go of them, and remembering them no more. Giving a clean slate always.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices in the truth.
There is no room for lies in love. Pure honesty, goodness, that makes it grow. That makes it shine. Striving to make them better, and receiving the same.
It always protects, always trusts,
Knowing their heart is a treasure and guarding it as such. Being a part of their army, in which they can rely on and build a foundation upon. A foundation that is rooted in the Lord.
always hopes, always perseveres.
And above all, persevering when the rest of these seem to fail. Hoping that your love will be this love, and aiming for it constantly. Every time that you fall weak, continuing to fight for the love others deserve to receive.
Because it’s the kind of love that God gives them.
And a Godly love?
It never fails.