Kerfuffle – Run – Love
Things like this can happen when you’re passionate. When each of us run toward our own victory. Even if it is absurdly in the wrong direction.
We both saw the storm building. On the horizon and in the other’s eyes. The clouds continued to drape themselves with darkness until the day resembled night. Neither of us willing to buckle until a clear champion could be declared. That’s what brought us to this moment. Standing in the rain, in the middle of a kerfuffle.
What was it that could draw out the depths of our soul to expose ourselves in such a way?
Why, love of course.
Over the ink and pad I can hear your sigh as I read the question in your mind.
Isn’t love supposed to look different?
Yes, but this reader is what love looks like when it is not in balance.
Authentic love poured out is the clearest picture of splendor and beauty. It brings life, joy, and peace.
However, love heaped upon oneself out of measure is putrid and rots. Quickly becoming a thick decay that devours everything it comes in contact with.
Equally damaging is love not shared in balance between two. This will leave hearts wrung out. Like a dishcloth made void of water until there is nothing left to give. Dry threads begin to break form the continual twisting. A heart left rendered in two.
In writing this, I hope that it may remind us to be diligent, and to remember that:
Love does not strive to win; for it already has.
Love can walk away from vain arguments.
Love is secure and can listen intently.
In the words of Paul,
Love is patient. Love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, 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. 1 Corinthians 13:4-8.
May we find ourselves working to avoid the kerfuffle’s and running towards the true love that flows from a pure heart.
In grace and peace,
Sharon Rose.