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Looking In The Window: Talking Love





HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY





And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love. I Cor. 13: 13

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonor others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.  Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. I Cor. 13: 4 - 8


Talking Love

At Valentine’s Day we think of romantic love, but there are many kinds of love, and they all enrich our lives. The love of children, Moms, Dads and friends.

At first it seemed odd to me that I’d think of an atheist on a day celebrating love, but maybe not. When I was in college I used to run into him in the small cafe where we gathered for sodas, hamburgers and French fries after class. I tried to avoid him, because he always charged to my table and started an argument about my faith.

He was angry at me because I am a Christian. Even though today I can’t recall which verses he used, he’d take passages from the Bible and try to make me say they weren’t true. When I wouldn’t, he’d retort with a scientific argument and claim it had to be right.

The reason he comes to mind on Valentine’s—it was the mention of God’s love that finally silenced him. One day I grew so frustrated I asked, “If there’s no God, where does love come from? Why don’t you mix me up a little bowl of it? If scientists could do it, they would, because they could sell a ton of it for lots of money.”

His mouth gaped.

He never graced my table again.

Since then I’ve read we have chemicals in the brain that produce love. I’ve often wondered if he came up with that theory. Even if that were true, the chemicals in the brain come from somewhere, and that still leads back to God. I hope it wasn’t him. I hope he discovered The Gospel, which tells of God’s great love for all of us.

Share your love today in a hug with someone you love.



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