I met a woman on the internet last night, who tried to teach me all about astrology. It started friendly then it turned into a fight, when I attacked her words with my theology. Love, Love, is never unkind, it's gentle and meek, and love does not seek it's own way, Love, will never remind or keep an account of the wrong.
Love suffers long.
I heard a preacher on the radio last week, who shouted to a crowd about morality. With fear and anger in the words he chose to speak, and hate for those in homosexuality. His voice was anything but patient kind and meek, perhaps he feels that's not his personality. Love, Love, is never unkind, it's gentle and meek, and love does not seek it's own way, Love, will never remind or keep an account of the wrong. Love suffers long.