Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. (I Corinthians 13:6-7)
And today, love isn’t red but continues in black before – thankfully
– turning white. Love does not delight in evil. And today, that’s a huge
problem. We do evil. I would go so far as to say that we are evil. We may struggle
against it, but when the day is done, it’s highly doubtful that any of us got
through it without doing anything evil. And we tend to want others to accept
and approve of our evil. We may say they should forgive our evil, but in
reality, it’s not about forgiveness. It’s easy to claim things we (or our loved
ones) do are not evil, and give ourselves permission to delight in them, but that’s
not love.
But, ahh. We finally turn from everything that is not love or
loving, or that love is or does not, to things love does. Rejoices with the
truth. Always protects. Always trusts. Always hopes. Always perseveres. And out
comes the examination table. Starting with “always,” the best that we can say
about anyone except God is that we are a work in progress. We don’t always love
and even when we love, we may not love well. We are not always loved, even by
those who claim to love us. When we are loved, we may not be loved well. God is
the only exception, but when we look at God’s love for us, we can easily see
Him as less than loving, because our idea about love amounts to worship.
Now, always protects. We have the same problem. What does it mean
that we always protect? Co-dependency? Aiding and abetting in criminal or wrong
activities? Enabling? What does it mean that God (or anyone) always protects?
Never facing hardships? The same codependence, enabling, aiding and abetting
only this time we get the cover? What if protecting also means protecting us, or
others, from ourselves? I suspect I need a lot of protection from myself, but
that means things not going my way.
Always trusts. I’m working on this, but I suspect I don’t trust
well. Again, what happens when someone breaks our trust for our own good? Or we for theirs? How
do we hope when our selfish hopes have been dashed because the person who loves
us wants what’s best for us? What
happens when our loved one’s hopes are dashed because they either have
unrealistic expectations or we simply aren’t able for some reason? What happens
when the lover fails to persevere?
And the answer to those
questions is that when the lover fails in any of these ways, the beloved become
a lover, and rejoices with the truth, protects, trusts, hopes, and perseveres.
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