Recently while chatting with friends, I told them I had never loved anyone romantically. That realization just dawned on me one day. They were surprised. In truth I was dumbstruck. If it wasn't love, how come I felt so devastated whenever a relationship ended? Thinking back, they were more like infatuations and crushes.
When I asked my friends what love was and mentally ticking off what they said, all I knew without a doubt was that I loved Kobe and the kids. I had never "loved" a person. Even the one person whom I had an on and off relationship for a decade, and considered the "love" of my life, it still wasn't love.
In 1 Corinthians 13, it said,
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.
Okay, but I still could not grasp what love is. I know the feeling of falling in love, but I have never "seen" the person behind the feeling and love that person. Perhaps when the right person comes along I might know then, because I really want to know what is love.
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2 comments:
I think not, Bonnie.
I think you have loved someone romantically :)
Everyone's love is different, I am not everybody so I don't know right but you can't take another's word and think you haven't!
Don't you say you don't know love Bonnie, you know love because that's why you think love is sweet and you go awe... at sweet stories :D
I love your comments, especially the long ones :P
I am thinking, yes, I do go awe....about the sweet stories. I am still not too sure if I am really liking someone here or loving someone. Is there a difference?
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