{"id":176,"date":"2007-08-21T20:17:00","date_gmt":"2007-08-21T18:17:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/wollopress\/?p=176"},"modified":"2007-08-21T20:17:00","modified_gmt":"2007-08-21T18:17:00","slug":"love-actually","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/?p=176","title":{"rendered":"love actually"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I must admit over the last couple of days, weeks (months, years&#8230;.) I&#8217;ve had quite a few thought on the subject of love.<br \/>This morning while driving to work I listened to following:<\/p>\n<p>The Way of Love<br \/>If I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don\u2019t love, I\u2019m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.<br \/>If I speak God\u2019s Word with power, revealing all his mysteries and making everything plain as day, and if I have faith that says to a mountain, &#8222;Jump,&#8220; and it jumps, but I don\u2019t love, I\u2019m nothing.<br \/>If I give everything I own to the poor and even go to the stake to be burned as a martyr, but I don\u2019t love, I\u2019ve gotten nowhere. So, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I\u2019m bankrupt without love.<br \/>Love never gives up.<br \/>Love cares more for others than for self.<br \/>Love doesn\u2019t want what it doesn\u2019t have.<br \/>Love doesn\u2019t strut,<br \/>Doesn\u2019t have a swelled head,<br \/>Doesn\u2019t force itself on others,<br \/>Isn\u2019t always &#8222;me first,&#8220;<br \/>Doesn\u2019t fly off the handle,<br \/>Doesn\u2019t keep score of the sins of others,<br \/>Doesn\u2019t revel when others grovel,<br \/>Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,<br \/>Puts up with anything,<br \/>Trusts God always,<br \/>Always looks for the best,<br \/>Never looks back,<br \/>But keeps going to the end.<br \/>Love never dies. Inspired speech will be over some day; praying in tongues will end; understanding will reach its limit. We know only a portion of the truth, and what we say about God is always incomplete. But when the Complete arrives, our incompletes will be canceled.<br \/>When I was an infant at my mother\u2019s breast, I gurgled and cooed like any infant. When I grew up, I left those infant ways for good.<br \/>We don\u2019t yet see things clearly. We\u2019re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won\u2019t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We\u2019ll see it all then, see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing him directly just as he knows us!<br \/>But for right now, until that completeness, we have three things to do to lead us toward that consummation: Trust steadily in God, hope unswervingly, love extravagantly. And the best of the three is love.<\/p>\n<p>Wow&#8230; high standarts that are put before us! I&#8217;m really not so sure what my &#8217;score&#8216; would look like!<br \/>BUT on the other side&#8230; those words help me to look away from myself&#8230; to not just look at what I want or what would please me&#8230;<\/p>\n<p>This last sentence is one of my favourites (maybe because it puts a task in front of me:):<br \/>*trust steadily in God<br \/>*hope unswervingly<br \/>*love extravagantly<\/p>\n<p>Anyways&#8230; those things just had to be said \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I must admit over the last couple of days, weeks (months, years&#8230;.) I&#8217;ve had quite a few thought on the subject of love.This morning while driving to work I listened to following: The Way of LoveIf I speak with human eloquence and angelic ecstasy but don\u2019t love, I\u2019m nothing but<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/176"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=176"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/176\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=176"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=176"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/www.schmidtswelt.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=176"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}