from antiquity…..
“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, 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 perfection comes, the imperfect 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 childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor 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.”
People these days don’t say I love you very much. Although they should… whether or not they mean it, or even have an understanding of why they’re saying it, they should still say it, because it brings their intentions to light, and when you do that, you can’t help but live up to them.
Another open mic under my belt. I’ll stop counting now. It wasn’t the same fun we had last week, but I was privy to some fine improvisations… Open mics are magical simply cause they’ll never happen the same way twice.
One thing that you missed if you weren’t there, was a glaring… nay blaring misstep on my part…. which brought both Hell and I to a dead halt. A short drop, and a sudden stop.
“I’m so in love with you”
The shock resonating through the room.
As we both stood there naked in the silence, we found a new understanding for each other.
Misstep?
I ruined his song. I took it, turned it around on him, and full on assaulted him with it in public.
Funny how such a splendored thing could have such an effect.
