Day 3: Love is a good thing.

Today I had planned to start writing about and discussing the tangibles of love as Paul writes them, the first of which is patience.

But this morning, I woke up with a hangover of regret.  And too much sugar.  Regret from my less-than-stellar parenting efforts last night, and sugar from my coping mechanism of choice, resulting from said parenting actions (and yes, I know, it doesn’t take a neuroscientist to link the two).  In the early hours of the morning, while I tried to focus in the fog that seemed to envelop my thoughts, I felt like I was the last person qualified to talk about patience, and patience in the context of love.

So I didn’t.  I will, but not today, not until I let that piece of scripture further marinate and form the words that I know God has for me.

Love is patient.  God is patient.

I’m not.  Not by nature, anyway.

Fortunately for me, and everyone around me, God reassures us that His love is enough, He is enough, and when we lose it, when we don’t have it altogether, He is only made bigger.  And I can always do with a big God.

I love music.  Love it to the point that I wonder if I could truly live without it.  A few years ago I came across a song by Andrew Peterson that spoke words into my heart when I was ready to hear them.  It was the song that kept coming to me today as I thought about how I’d behaved with my kids last night, when I had no reserves to draw on with my youngest son and his behaviour issues, when there was zero patience in sight.  I’m still learning about the wonder, the nitty-gritty of love, but I do know one thing – it is infinitely good.


It knocked me down, it dragged me out, it left me there for dead.
It took all the freedom I wanted and gave me something else instead.
It blew my mind, it bled me dry, it hit me like a long goodbye,
And nobody here knows better than I that it’s a good thing.

Love is a good thing.
It’ll fall like rain on your parade,
Laugh at the plans that you tried to make,
It’ll wear you down till your heart just breaks
And it’s a good thing.
Love is a good thing.

It’ll wake you up in the middle of the night, it’ll take just a little too much.
It’ll burn you like a cinder till you’re tender to the touch.
It’ll chase you down, and swallow you whole, it’ll make your blood run hot and cold.
Like a thief in the night it’ll steal your soul, and that’s a good thing.
Love is a good thing.

It’ll follow you down to the ruin of your great divide,
Open the wounds that you tried to hide.
And there in the rubble of the heart that died
You’ll find a good thing.
Cause love is a good thing.
Oh love is a good thing.

Ooo, take cover,
Ooo, the end is near.
Ooo, take cover,
But do not fear,
Do not fear.

Cause it’ll break your will, it’ll change your mind,
Loose all the chains of the ties that bind.
If you’re lucky you’ll never make it out alive, and that’s a good thing.
Love is a good thing.

It can hurt like a blast from a hand grenade
When all that used to matter is blown away.
There in the middle of the mess it made you’ll find a good thing.
Yes, it’s worth every penny of the price you pay. It’s a good thing.

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