Tuesday, May 25, 2010

Young Love... The Way Of Love....

We attended our young couple friends wedding this last weekend. It was beautiful. 
Are you the type to cry at weddings?
I do. I am such an emotional case... 
I cry to everything...movies, births, deaths, weddings, sad times
and happy moments.
I am a cry baby okay!!!
I sat there watching this young couple exchange their vows,
tears running down my face, thoughts taking me back to my
own wedding day 16 years ago. Maybe not that long ago
to some, but just looking at how things have changed...
and matured over the years.
Young and in love we were...Just wanting to get married..
because...we loved each other so.

Learning to live together...sharing and giving.
  Gaining big responsibilities and learning that you are no longer just you anymore!
  Our faith grows...Blessings overflow...
Then the children come. A lot of growth, a lot of praying, 
learning patience, and sacrifice.
There is hope.
You grow even closer together, the years pass, the love grows.
Even though there may be spats and misunderstandings here and there,
they are small tests to show you that you need God. 
Love Bears all things.
You make up and you love each other even more than you did before.
That was us!
That is us!

To have that young love again, the butterflies in the stomach
the achy heart that pitter patters... I would have to say..... 
It was sweet at the time...
But through the years I have spent with my true love I confess, 
I am more in love with him today than I had been 16 years ago. 
I believe that our faith and years of  experience gave
  us wisdom and knowledge of what the truest love is.
Without God, there is no love.
I am praying that our friends will have the same experience as we have.
I pray that their love will grow!

~1 Corinthians 13~
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love,
I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.  
And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 
If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned,  but have not love, I gain nothing. 
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful;  it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, 
but rejoices with the truth.  Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
 Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away.  For we know in part and we prophesy in part,  but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known. So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.

1 comment:

  1. Beautiful post, the older I get the more I cry. I agree, the longer I am married, the more I love in a way I did not think was capable. I have soo much history with David, unlike anyone else. He is my rock. xoxox Clarice