Love

Posted by Scott Foster on

One of the great joys of being a minister comes at weddings. Bringing two people together in the eyes of God, their families, and friends. With sighs too deep for words, it is just a Spirit thing. Amazing!

 

1 Corinthians 13 is the classic wedding scripture for obvious reasons.

It’s all about love.

 

But it occurs to me, that this—this Christian life that we’re trying to live is all about love.

 

The love of Jesus Christ.

Radical love.

Unconditional love.

No matter what!

Love—our neighbors, our enemies, political differences—warts and all.

 

What if we applied 1 Corinthians 13 as a “life’s little instruction book”?

 

Read.

Rinse.

Repeat.

 

Eugene Peterson’s translation from The Message always rings my bells and leaves me with sighs too deep for words, nothing more to say:

If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.
If I speak God’s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, “Jump,” and it jumps, but I don’t love, I’m nothing.
3-7 If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don’t love, I’ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.

Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn’t want what it doesn’t have.
Love doesn’t strut,
Doesn’t have a swelled head,
Doesn’t force itself on others,
Isn’t always “me first,”
Doesn’t fly off the handle,
Doesn’t keep score of the sins of others,
Doesn’t revel when others grovel,
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,
Puts up with anything,
Trusts God always,
Always looks for the best,
Never looks back,
But keeps going to the end.

8-10 Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled.

11 When I was an infant at my mother’s breast, I gurgled and cooed like any infant. When I grew up, I left those infant ways for good.
12 We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us!
13 But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love.

Grace & Peace,
Scott

 

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