When George and I were first married, he started turning down the bedcovers on my side. After a few years of doing this, he asked me if I noticed. I told him, “Oh, George! Don’t ever stop doing that. Every time I see those covers turned down, I think ‘He still loves me!’” It’s 20 years later, and George still turns down my bedcovers every night. So, I started thanking him for taking out the trash. And, he thanks me…..
Someone asked me what “love” was, so I looked it up. In I Corinthians 13, love is described as being patient and kind. Love does not envy or boast. It is not rude or selfish. It doesn’t get offended or keep score. Love is not happy when bad things happen, but it is happy when the truth is told. Love protects, trusts, hopes, and perseveres. To me, this is the definitive guide. I know when I am loved by this…..