Love is a strong yet peaceful feeling; overpowering yet calming. Love knows no depth. Nor height. Nor end. Nor period. Everything is always a beginning.
Taken during our island getaway to celebrate our 1st wedding anniversary. This was 9 months or so before I learned the art of breastfeeding and changing poopy diapers (among other things). I really didn’t think I should post this again (as I have already posted this in my other blog, incidentally with the same title) but while I was browsing through my files and this was on the screen, my sister asked my son if who were in this picture. It’s his first time to see it but he quickly replied “Mama and Papa.” So there goes my “go” signal. And with that, I say love is knowing it’s true even when one doesn’t REALLY know.
I know I fall short in my definition but the Bible says it all.
1 Corinthians 13:4-13
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.
Love never fails…
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
