If I speak in tongues of human beings and of angels but I don’t have love, I’m a clanging gong or a clashing cymbal. 2 If I have the gift of prophecy and I know all the mysteries and everything else, and if I have such complete faith that I can move mountains but I don’t have love, I’m nothing. 3 If I give away everything that I have and hand over my own body to feel good about what I’ve done but I don’t have love, I receive no benefit whatsoever. 4 Love is patient, love is kind, it isn’t jealous, it doesn’t brag, it isn’t arrogant, 5 it isn’t rude, it doesn’t seek its own advantage, it isn’t irritable, it doesn’t keep a record of complaints, 6 it isn’t happy with injustice, but it is happy with the truth. 7 Love puts up with all things, trusts in all things, hopes for all things, endures all things. 8 Love never fails. As for prophecies, they will be brought to an end. As for tongues, they will stop. As for knowledge, it will be brought to an end. 9 We know in part and we prophesy in part; 10 but when the perfect comes, what is partial will be brought to an end. 11 When I was a child, I used to speak like a child, reason like a child, think like a child. But now that I have become a man, I’ve put an end to childish things. 12 Now we see a reflection in a mirror; then we will see face-to-face. Now I know partially, but then I will know completely in the same way that I have been completely known. 13 Now faith, hope, and love remain—these three things—and the greatest of these is love. 1 Corinthians 13:1-13 CEB
Love is happy with the truth, but we humans sure resist it. I get confused sometimes and wonder if there are competing truths. For example, it is true that I wanted to be with my mom the last few days of her life; I also wanted to be present and available for my daughter as she gave birth to my mom’s first great grandchild. These are two true statements, but I don’t think either qualify as THE TRUTH, as spoken of in this passage. THE TRUTH is about living and applying the principles that spring forth from an understanding of this passage. As I made my gut wrenching decisions on a day-to-day basis, like leaving and going to Atlanta the week before Meredith’s expected due date, I did my best to rely on my inspired way of seeing, and not make choices based on my preferences. My preferences are fickle. They are easily swayed by the emotional pleas of others. I must make decisions and accept responsibility for allowing God’s word to speak into my life and act accordingly. I do not believe there was one right and one wrong decision, I just had to take each day as it came and take one next step. The entire two weeks I shuffled back and forth were completely torturous, but it was the best I could do. What would have been wrong, in my opinion, would have been to make my decisions based on how others might respond to my choices. But it was all quite a trial.
The only solace for me is found when I pause to prepare, remember that love is happy with the truth, and do the hard work of figuring out what that means for me based on my certain way of seeing – as a faithful follower of Christ, not a slave to the opinions of others or even my own feelings.