Love has little to do with bouquets and candy. Love is more about watching the love of your life change due to age or illness and having that warm spot in the middle of your chest feel like it could spill out and drown everything in sight. Love is more about blood and water pouring from wounds than it is cupids and flower-strewn passageways. Love is seeing the one you love through the stress of life, even if that one can be named as the cause of some of that stress. When have you seen this thing called love?
1 Corinthians tells of the amazing breadth and height of love. The sweet secure depth of love and the tender stretch of love that provides something smooth and soft for the weary or frightened to fall into and find hope, find peace. But, really, when have you seen this thing called love?
This is adapted from a blog post, “When have you seen this thing called love?” written by Inez Torres Davis that was published on the Women of the ELCA blog on February 12, 2010.