Friday, June 09, 2006

The Preeminent Verity

Let Me Not to the Marriage of True Minds
by William Shakespeare

Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is the ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me proved,
I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

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1 Corinthians 13
(NIRV)

Suppose I speak in the languages of human beings and of angels. If I don't have love, I am only a loud gong or a noisy cymbal. Suppose I have the gift of prophecy. Suppose I can understand all the secret things of God and know everything about him. And suppose I have enough faith to move mountains. If I don't have love, I am nothing at all. Suppose I give everything I have to poor people. And suppose I give my body to be burned. If I don't have love, I get nothing at all.

Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not want what belongs to others. It does not brag. It is not proud. It is not rude. It does not look out for its own interests. It does not easily become angry. It does not keep track of other people's wrongs.

Love is not happy with evil. But it is full of joy when the truth is spoken. It always protects. It always trusts. It always hopes. It never gives up.

Love never fails. But prophecy will pass away. Speaking in languages that had not been known before will end. And knowledge will pass away.

What we know now is not complete. What we prophesy now is not perfect. But when what is perfect comes, the things that are not perfect will pass away.

When I was a child, I talked like a child. I thought like a child. I had the understanding of a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me.

Now we see only a dim likeness of things. It is as if we were seeing them in a mirror. But someday we will see clearly. We will see face to face. What I know now is not complete. But someday I will know completely, just as God knows me completely.

The three most important things to have are faith, hope and love. But the greatest of them is love.

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While these passages may allow an interpretation that love is something that "happens" to one, or something "found," I think it more likely eternal love is a choice. Love is not an external force sweeping us off our feet and out of control, not something we "can't help," not subject to the vagaries of time, wealth, or status. It is not a part of the ephemeral, ever changing, world, but a part of the eternal spirit of God.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

As I've mentioned before, i look forward to your blogs. This one, in particular, spoke directly to my intellect and heart.

BTW...James MacMurtry (Larry's son...GREAT songwriter) wrote a song entitled "Childish Things", which I believe speaks of the (perceived) loss of that love. Simply as a point of interest...

Mad Housewife said...

Love your writing--I'll be coming back if you don't mind.