Love is patient, love is kind, it isn’t jealous, it doesn’t brag, it isn’t arrogant, it isn’t rude, it doesn’t seek its own advantage, it isn’t irritable, it doesn’t keep a record of complaints, it isn’t happy with injustice, but it is happy with the truth. Love puts up with all things, trusts in all things, hopes for all things, endures all things.
Love never fails. (1 Corinthians 13)
Early this morning, the sky was stunningly beautiful; it reminded me, along with the fresh, clear air, of how sweet a gift each new day can be.
But today I’m in a hurry to get outside and get busy with some yard work. I’ve been praying for a cool snap, and here in Florida our expected high of 64 is about as good as it gets. I have a mountain of leaves to rake before I can even think about running the mower. So I’m simply going to let today’s scripture speak for itself.
Additionally, I found out yesterday evening that a good friend and writing colleague died suddenly earlier this week. He’s a young man – just 37 – and he has a beautiful family. The lack of any information about his passing has left me ill at ease. And so, again – especially in the face of uncertainty – I’m going to have to let the scripture speak for itself.
Now faith, hope, and love remain—these three things—and the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians 13)