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I don’t know what love is but I know what it ain’t

Love. It’s a word that in this world has come to mean so many different things even though the true meaning has never changed. People in this life have come to abuse it more often than not. We use it to get our way and we use it to make people do stuff that they don’t want to do. They’re so desperate for love that they’ll do anything to hear someone say it to them. They’ll steal, they’ll kill and they’ll sell their bodies all for “love”.

Love is not broken promises, love is not broken homes, love is not unwanted children, love is not shown in the back seat of a car, love cannot be forced. Love is not saying one thing and doing another. Love is not impulsive, cruel, critical, or manipulative. Love is not disrespectful and thoughtless.

I really like how Paul explains love in 1 Corinthians 13:4-8, “Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.” In verse 13 it goes on to say, “And now these three remain: faith, hope, and love. But the greatest of these is love.” This is so true, love is a great thing. I just wish that there were some universal rule that made it impossible to say it unless you meant it.

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