Love Doesn’t Look like This
1So what if I speak a bunch of languages—including tongues, [1] the heavenly language of angels. If I don’t love others, the only noise I’m making is the sound of someone playing the cymbals at the wrong time—or worse, the gong.2So what if I can predict the future, and I know everything about anything, and I can tell a mountain how high to jump. If I don’t love people, what good am I?
3Big deal if I give away all my money or shed some blood for Jesus’s sake. If I don’t love others, for heaven’s sake, I’m just cash poor and iron deficient.
Love Looks like This
4In case you don’t know what love looks like, it looks like patience and kindness.
It doesn’t look a thing like jealousy. Or bragging.
It’s not snooty with pride.
It’s certainly not a control freak.
It doesn’t rub you raw with constant irritation.
And it doesn’t keep a file on everything you’ve ever done wrong.
6Love doesn’t yell Hallelujah when the bad guys win.
But it’ll sing Hallelujah when it hears the truth.
7Love has a heart big enough to put up with everything.
Love never runs out of faith.
Never runs out of hope.
Never gives up.
8Love never ends.
Prophecies come and go.
Words fade to silence.
Knowledge is forgotten. 9We don’t see the big picture yet. Even prophecy has its limits. 10But someday, when the time is just right, we’ll get to see the big picture—everything there is to see. 11Until then, remember this. When we were kids, we talked like kids and we thought like kids. That’s because we had the brains of a kid. We’re grown up now. So we act like it. 12We still don’t see clearly yet. Everything’s a bit out of focus. That’ll change with a face-to-face. Today, I know just a little. But then, I’ll know everything—just as God knows everything about me.
13For now, we have the three greatest virtues in life. Faith. Hope. Love. These are the best. And the best of the best is love.




