This Is Love

 

He was a feeble man who held the hand

Of his bride of 60 years

A stranger noticed her stop one day

As if looking through her tears

When he questioned the husband

Why she looked away

The old man explained

What was hard to say:

“Her memory was robbed from her long ago.

She doesn’t know who I am.”

The stranger asked him why he stayed.

He marveled at the man.

She may not remember who I am,

But that is still OK

Because I still remember her,

I’m there for her every day.

God gave her to me years ago

When we were young and free.

So now I give her all I have,

A love that helps her see.

Love is patient.

Love is kind.

It does not envy.

To pride it’s blind.

It doesn’t boast.

It isn’t rude.

Puts others first,

Doesn’t come unglued.

It readily forgives,

And evil it shuns.

It embraces the truth,

To the light it runs.

1 Corinthians 13

Shalom!

Daniel Skognes

(c) Daniel Skognes and its affiliates and assigns and licensors. All rights reserved.

 

Tags:

Comments are closed.