Monday, August 13, 2012

1 Corinthians 12:31-13:8a

I read this at my grandmother's funeral today. It was also read at my wedding 2 years ago.  I am currently in search of a large piece of art for my living room with this...


Brothers and sisters:
Strive eagerly for the greatest spiritual gifts.
But I shall show you a still more excellent way.

If I speak in human and  angelic tongues
         but do not have love,
         I am a resounding gong or clashing cymbal.
And if  I have the gift of prophecy
       and comprehend all mysteries and all knowledge;
        if I have all faith so as to move mountains
        but do not have love, I am nothing.
If I give away everything I own,
      and if  I hand my body over so that I may boast
       but do not have love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient, love is kind.
It is not jealous, is not pompous,
     it is not inflated, is not rude,
      it does not seek its own interests,
     it is not quick tempered, it does not brood over injury,
     it does not rejoice over wrong doing but rejoices with the truth
It bears all things, believes all things,
    hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never fails.

I love you, too.


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