Love is patient and kind; but I'm not

it is not jealous or conceited or proud; but I sure am

love is not ill-mannered or selfish or irritable; but I have been lately

love does not keep a record of wrongs; (1 Corinthians 13:4, 5 GNT); but I know each and every little one.

But by the grace of God I am what I am, and his grace to me has not been in vain, ...and not I, but the grace of God with me. (1 Corinthians 15:10 LEB)

That I do not do what I strive to do, and my pettiness and sometimes outright contempt for others, is CONVICTED by this verse, this chapter, this book, this Bible, that I know that I can be despicable in thought, and that sometimes, it seems as though this verse isn't set here to comfort, but to afflict. And I should be afflicted.

That I, imperfect as I am, have been covered by a sacrifice deemed acceptable to God by God. Somehow, by some miracle, grace comes to me through faith alone. Sometimes I feel that I am on the opposite side of these verses than was their author, however, I understand that he too, harbored ill will to those with whom he disagreed at times. His refusal to give Mark a second chance is but one example.

That I need to write this down to myself from time to time, to remind me of the conviction.

I do think that these words are not meant to comfort or give peace, except to those who are afflicted. I believe they are also meant to afflict the comfortable. That is where I find myself.

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