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100 Sad Days; Day 40: Not The Way of Love

In Paul's first letter to the Corinthians he spoke of love and nowadays we hear those words read at weddings.

My experience of love has shown me a different way.  It isn't that I "have not love" it is just that I have no experience of the love that he speaks about.

Love isn't patient it rings and rings, if there is no answer it rings again.  Love is 16 missed calls
Love isn't kind it is cruel and full of harsh words.  Spite and venom.
Love does envy.  It is a green eyed monster.  It is jealous of all that it once held dear.  And yet some times it does not envy and it seems to not even care.
It does boast; love is full of selfish pride.
Love is arrogant, pretentious, conceited, pompous, insolent.
Love is rude. Ill-tempered.  Short-fused.
Love has only one way and it isn't mine
Love is irritable.
And worst of all, love is resentful, and full of regrets.
Love does rejoice at wrongdoing, it cares little about the truth. 
My Love continues to bear all things, believe all things, hope in all things and endure all things.
Love does end.  It isn't forever.  It bends and breaks.  It rusts and fails.  It falters.  It is chipped away until there is only dust.
However I know that faith, hope, and love abide, they are with me and that of these the greatest is love.
I have known love and I continue to.  Just like the girl with the curl: when it's good it's very very good; when it's bad it's horrid.
Love of one's own is different.  It is enduring and endless and bountiful and selfless and everything.  It makes the dark light and the wrong right.
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  1. Anonymous2 October 2015 at 02:27

    Hi Lulu, I'm not really sure what to write, as I've just happened across your blog through facebook links, but I didn't feel I could pass by without saying something. It's Nicola Borrett, if you remember me from Prendergast - no problem if you don't, but my abiding memories of you are two > hiding your bag one day (sorry about that!) and going to your house to work on a maths project. I just want to hold out a hand to you and say I am so impressed that you have chosen to write about your experiences in this way. Obviously I've only picked up on a few details from your blog, and I don't really know what has happened these last twenty years, but I just want you to know that I will be praying for you this week (October) - you may remember I was the mad religious one at school? well nothing has changed there and right now it's all I can offer you. God is Love... that's what is described in Corinthians and I believe it with all my heart. x (You can track me down through Sylvia on facebook, if you like)

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