When I came to college though, I started to hear what others thought about the day. It was not so good as what I thought. Valentines, many of the people around me would say, is the day when you realize that you have no man (or woman for the men) in your life. It is "single awareness" day. Really, that's just stupid.
Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love,
I have become sounding brass or a clanging cymbal.
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge,
and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains,
but have not love, I am nothing .
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor,
and though I give my body to be burned,
but have not love, it profits me nothing.
Love suffers long and is kind; love does not envy; love does not parade itself, is not puffed up;
does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil;
does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;
bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
1 comment:
A perfect comment to a perfect day. I spent my day with some of my favorite people, loving them with what I hope is Christ like love. Thanks Missy.
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