Blue Lovers, Marc Chagall, 1914 Love is patient, love is kind. It is not jealous is not pompous, it is not inflated, it is not rude, it does not seek its own interests, it is not quick-tempered, it does not brood over injury, it does not rejoice over wrongdoing but rejoices with the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. (1Cor 13: 4-7) I know you have heard this. It is a favorite for weddings. Yet as beautiful as this description of love is, it is incomplete. When you are patient and kind and all the rest, it is not because you are “in love” but because you choose to love. You choose to be patient and kind when you don’t feel like being patient and kind. You hold your temper in check when you want to explode. You bite your tongue when you have the perfect snarky little barb that is oh so clever but also oh so hurtful. And sometimes it is not your beloved who is the object of your patience and kindness. Because you choose to
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