1 Corinthians 13:4-7(ESV)
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 account of wrongs. Love takes no pleasure in evil but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
When my husband and I were first married, everything was perfect. I was so happy sharing the same living space with him. I was even fascinated by the fact our dirty laundry shared the same basket. How cute is that! Dirty dishes left overnight and there was never a question as to why they were not washed. Nothing was going to bring us down from our high elevation of love. Blinded by love, possibly.
Years later, that cute basket has become another item of work that needs to be finished prior to the end of my already busy day. Long gone, is the giddiness and blushing smile that I used to feel about the dirty laundry. It has been replaced by the mature decision that if I want clean clothes, I better wash them.
In my opinion, Love is not a feeling. If Love was a feeling, we would exchange those we claim to Love with something different. We would treat Love the same way we change our clothes. Feelings cannot always be trusted; they tend to go where-ever the wind blows.
The fullness of Love can only be realized when one finally reaches the conclusion that Love is higher than a feeling. Love is a choice.
While we would like to think of Love as that first kiss; spraying a fine mist of breath freshener beforehand, Love is enduring their morning dragon’s breath.
And, if you decide to allow Cupid’s arrow to have its effect on you, I pray that you have the courage to Love during good times and bad. That you can navigate the storms and enjoy the sunrises. As the years roll on and the mirror shows you a face with wrinkles and gray hairs, may you still walk into the sunset with your lover as evidence you have made a good choice.