You and I don’t like love.Even when we know what it is, we'd rather have something easier than love. We are addicted to the feelings love creates and will mistake the two, even when we think they know the difference.
Love looks chaos in the eye and enters in. It is sacrificial, and ferociously full of gentle grace. It can somehow speak the truth without keeping a record of wrongs. It's kind when there are justifiable reasons to be unkind. It looks for a reason to lay down even more roots, and even more roots after that, and even more roots after that.
Love inspires even after having been perspired.
Love thinks outside-the-box while staying inside-the-box.
Love "believes it" before it "sees it."
Love gives impatience the middle finger.
We don't want that. We want the experience without paying for it. We want to order the steak and hope the waiter picks up the bill.
"Love never fails." (1 Corinthians 13:8a)