I had to laugh when we discovered at C’s 6 month check-up that his cardiologist was 2 years old when we were married 31 years ago today.
About the only thing that hasn’t changed from our young anticipation of our lives ahead is that we are getting old together. What we are both thankful for is that God’s plans have not changed, and therein lies the security of our lives, not our love for one another like we thought at 20 and 26 years of age. We have learned a lot about love through the years. (God is love and that learning won’t end until we know Him fully) We have actually learned more about how much we have not loved one another in those earlier expectations. God enlightens that His love in us does not fail, and the spiritual journey far outweighs the romantic vision of “lovestruck” pups, if you know what I mean, and we share in that journey of faith together.
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.
Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when completeness comes, what is in part disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put the ways of childhood behind me. For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. (1 Corinthians 13)