In life, I've crossed upon a lot of experiences regarding love, some experiences are lovely, some aren't as enjoyable as it seems to be, some are tedious and require much care and maintenance but this isn't the love that is supposed to be if we're to be happy while still in this world. Love should be there regardless of all imperfections, love should be gentle, kind and caring..
|Figure 1: My dear Janice and Aunt Alice.|
The place I grew up in, I never knew what was love actually about, Was it about holding hands? Was it about kissing each other? Was it about making up? I was too young and too uneducated about love, I got the wrong context about love and everytime it never lasts due to my wrong perception of love..
Love is not only towards a special someone but also to everyone no matter the physical or the skin colour or even the gender, we should love everyone.. but what I say wrong perception these days, sometimes when we say we love someone, they say it's "gay" but for me, gay is bright and pleasant, true to it's meanings..
Love towards every member of the family is important, without that love, I might not be the person I am today, I may be a very avid collector of levi's jeans but without love, how can I have passion and the strength to go through life. Life is supposed to be beautiful, but without love, every second is suffering, every minute is torture and every hour emptiness fills a person without love..
Love is perfect, but sin spoil its purity.. Without love, there will never be a place called home, without love, there will never be happy marriages or family, without love, they will be no such things as best friends..
|Figure 3: The cross and crown of thorns; proof of our Saviour's love.|
1st Corinthians 13:2-8
And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all the mysteries and all knowledge, and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my body to be burned, but have not love, it profits me nothing.
Love suffers long and is kind, love does not envy; love does not parade itself; is not puffed up;
does not behave rudely, does not seek its own, is not provoked, thinks no evil;
Does not rejoice in iniquity, but rejoices in truth;
Bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never fails. But whether there are prophecies, they will fail; whether there are tongues, they will cease; whether there is knowledge, it will vanish away.