What have you learned in your life about love?

What’s love got to do with it?

That was the line/song that immediately popped into my head when I read the prompt today. I don’t know what that’s telling me, exactly, except that I’m likely feeling rather snarky right now.

What bubbled up next is a passage from 1 Corinthians, verses 4-8:

“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, 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.”

What I’m learning is that I don’t know much about love. The more I think I know, the more I realize I don’t know. I’m too selfish to know all that much about love. I’m ignorant, small-minded, just too human. Even when I try to love well, I fail to love fully. When I examine my love against the list above, I am sorely lacking.

What I’ve learned (or rather what I’m learning) is that when it comes to love, I have a lot more to learn.