ndslotesse's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Realization; Continued II Dear Diary, Have you ever even thought as to why I always end my entries with 'With care' instead of With love? Well, there's your answer. You've found it in the last 2 entries. I didn't mean to make is confusing. But, I had so many thoughts overwhelming me, I was trying to remember them all at once. You know what the ironc thing is? My brother came up to me as I was writing my first entry to Realization. And asked me to type 1 Cor: 1-13 If I speak in the tongues of mortals and of angels, but do not have love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, I am nothing. If I give away all my possessions, and if I hand over my body so that I may boast, but I do not have love, I gain nothing. Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends. But as for prophecies, they will come to an end; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will come to an end. For we know only in part, and prophesy only in part; but when the complete comes, the partial will come to an end. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child; when I became an adult, I put an end to childish ways. For now we see in a mirror, dimly, but then we will see face to face. Now I know only in part; then I will know fully even as I have been fully known. And now faith, hope, and love abide these three; and the greatest of these is love. I answered this survey when I thought I knew what love was, before 8th grade. DEFINE LOVE: Love is a feeling I think cannot be described. For I also think words don't have enough meaning to ever discover love. An emotion that can never be destroyed. A feeling, a power that cannot be overcomed. When you would gladly die for the person whom you love just for them to breathe again...When you would walk around the world with no water, no food, no rest just to see them smile. A feeling that can never be taken away be petty differences or cruel words. When you would do anything, I mean anything, to just be with that one person. When you would give up every single possession you owned just to be with them...Love is the most incomparable feeling anyone could ever feel...Love like I said is a feeling that cannot be described but can only be felt. Shows how much I know about it. So now you know, my realization before 8th grade. With care, 12:22 a.m. - 2002-04-22 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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