Hello! February is here and love is in the air. And in celebration of the month of love, I will be posting two love stories (based on true events) and one of my favorite of my love poems.
But first, we need to answer one of the most frequently asked questions related to romance: how do I know it is true love?
Well, here’s the answer:
“If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. (Without those components, or at least the great majority it isn’t love. Also, this isn’t just exclusive to romantic love.)
Love never ends. As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known. So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love.” (1 Corinthians 13)
Why did I quote the Bible?
Because the Bible is the most trustworthy book in the world. Check out the two links below if you don’t believe me:
Probably, you’re thinking the Bible isn’t romantic, but it is. The Book Song of Solomon is a romantic poetry book. Before ending this post, I wanted to share my favorite verse from the book:
Many waters cannot quench love,
neither can floods drown it.
If a man offered for love
all the wealth of his house,
he would be utterly despised. (Song of Solomon 8:7)