I have a class tonight, and as I prepared, I came across a book by Emily Sell called The Spirit of Loving. I flipped to a page which I recognize as biblical, but I haven’t read the bible, so I don’t know mote than that.
This passage has obvious significance to the topic of the day, it plays around the same concepts. I’ll just copy it here:
I may speak of men or angels, but if I am without love, I am a sounding gong or a clanging cymbal. I may have the gift of prophecy, and know every hidden truth; I may have faith strong enough to move mountains; but if I have no love, I am nothing. I may dole out all I possess, or even give my body to be burnt, but if I have no love, I am none the better.
Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, or conceited, nor rude; never selfish, not quick to take offense. Love keeps no score of wrongs; does not gloat over other men’s sins, but delights in truth. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to it’s faith, it’s hope, and it’s endurance.
Love will never come to an end. Are there prophets? Their work will be over. Are their tongues of ecstasy? They will cease. Is there knowledge? It will vanish away. For our knowledge is partial, and our prophecy alike are partial, and the partial vanishes when wholeness comes.
Wow. More than just a cheesy best man’s speech at your friend’s wedding, eh?
I tell ya, that’s the first time I have ever related to anything biblical. Maybe because it’s the first time I didn’t automatically write it off, because it is biblical. It’s comforting, actually, to know there is some truth in that book. That it reflects a millennia of spiritual searchers on earth, and reveals the same answers.