If I asked you to pick a word that is frequently misused, what word would you pick?
I’m sure there are several good options out there. A few that come to the top of my mind are busy, tired, poor, and hate. All are words that I know I use way too often, generally as an excuse or to make myself look or feel better about something.
But I can’t help but think of a different word… love.
We throw this word around so flippantly. We say it loosely, cheaply, and our definition of what love really is, is so far removed from truth. I have found myself wrestling with this word lately and what true love looks like. But every single time my heart is pulled to this.
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. ~ 1 Corinthians 13 4-8
This, this is love.
I want to love like this and so often I fail.
I lose my temper, I grow resentful, I have little to no patience.
I love selfishly, but expect others to love me perfectly.
Love isn’t about becoming a door mat, it isn’t sarcastic, it stands up for what is right. Love doesn’t always look the way we want it to. Love is far from easy and on this earth, love will always be tainted by sin. Try as we may we will never achieve perfect love.
There was only one man who loved perfectly and he died for us.
But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us. ~ Romans 5:8 ESV