I’ve spent the past week contemplating today’s topic: Love. The first thing that popped into my head when I saw the topic was the old cliché, “Love means never having to say you’re sorry.” And I thought, “Well, that’s just all kinds of WRONG.” Actually, Love is being willing to apologize and ask for forgiveness when you’ve wronged someone. And that little revelation got me thinking about what else Love IS…
Love is the bond a woman feels with the ever-growing, bladder-kicking lump in her pregnant belly.
Love is breastfeeding a newborn through sore, cracked nipples, engorgement, and breast infections.
Love is sleep-walking to the baby’s room eleventy hundred times a night to put the stupid pacifier back in his mouth.
Love is delighting in the daily discoveries of an infant.
Love is a mother’s heart breaking at the realization that her baby isn’t a baby anymore.
Love is suddenly feeling fiercely protective, excited, worried, and happy – all at once – when your
baby big kid starts school.
Love is being willing to take the flack you’ll get from your boss for missing so much work, because you refuse to miss all those school and extracurricular activities.
Love is watching them grow, and wishing they’d slow down.
Love is letting go, when it’s time to let go.
Love is always, always there when they return.
“Love is patient and kind; love is not jealous or boastful; it is not arrogant or rude. Love does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends;…
So faith, hope, love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.”
(1 Corinthians 13:4-8, 13; RSV)