I’m embarrassed to share this but I fell out of love with a friend. She hurt me and my only response seemed to be to stay far away.
It had been more than two years since she seemed interested in me. Her actions communicated that I had no place in her life, that I didn’t deserve her time. Pained, I received her distance as a gift and decided to unwrap and hold it close.
The result: subtle but growing levels of resentment, pride, bitterness, and an increasing ability to keep mental notes of the ways I had been hurt.
Then, something happened.
A few days ago, I read about love. This very familiar passage seemed to leap off the pages in a new fresh way. I read how this love not only did not keep track of wrong doing, but it kept company with patience, kindness, and hope. This gift of love does not rejoice in injustice. Really? During the last few years, I have been angry about the injustice of the actions, and inactions, of my friend. I had, in a sense, rejoiced over them as I engaged in self-talk that centered on why she was wrong.
Yes, this kind of love captivated me this week. This love, this #beautifulnew love, took me to a deeper understanding of the love I receive from God every moment of every day.
I did not do anything to deserve this turnaround in my heart. All I know is that God gently moved me toward His kind of love this week and I am stunned.
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous or boastful or proud 5 or rude. It does not demand its own way. It is not irritable, and it keeps no record of being wronged. 6 It does not rejoice about injustice but rejoices whenever the truth wins out. 7 Love never gives up, never loses faith, is always hopeful, and endures through every circumstance. –I Corinthians 13:4-7 (NLT)
Cheryl Lee Davis