Love is a fuzzy concept

What is love if separated from its binding commitment? Love is to be bound and how do we find ourselves bound and who do we bind ourselves to? Is not love a dangerous thing? How can it be safe to entertain being bound? Yet we play with words like love all the time. We love so much ... do we consider love's implications?

Love is a tie that binds. Love is an affirmation that goes to pieces the moment we flake out and desert the one we pronounced it to. You cannot tell someone you love them, you applaud their existence, "It is good that you exist!" and then turn your back or walk away. But that means that we must use greater care when we say such things. Surely, there is a limitation to your love. God is Spirit and that is a good thing ... we are not, we are time and place, flesh and blood. We have limits that must be acknowledged. We must be prudent lovers.

And what about giving up altogether. That is only to embrace a homelessness that is alien but natural. Mankind is splintered after the fall and it is natural for us to remain alone and lonely. BUT, we are called out of this splintered isolation. We are called to be bound together in love.

Let us all read 1 Corinthians 13, but not think about marriage ... think about all the people you love, think about church, think about Psalm 133 and the blessing that God commands when brethren (and sisteren) dwell together in unity.

Comments

amycat said…
just wanted to say, Jay Percival, I'm glad that you exist.

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