Dear God: You Forgot To Mention the Bad Parts

1 Corinthians 13:4-8New International Version (NIV)
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.

Dear God: I disagree with the Corinthians, and I’m pretty sure they didn’t run this one by you first, or you never would have approved it.  It’s a falsehood, God, am I right?  I mean, you theoretically put  us together, so one would think you would know. I have seen much about love in my little 33 years on this planet.  No, I’ve never been married, but I’ve been in a few major relationships and I know plenty of people who are “in love” or, at least mouthing the words at night before head meets pillow.

Love is not patient.  Love makes you crazy, it makes you rush into things, it causes you to call that person five times a day just to see what how they are doing.  Love makes  you do crazy things like show up at her work with a coffee and a sandwich, at two o’ clock in the afternoon.  Because you were NOT patient and couldn’t wait a minute longer to see her.

Love is not kind.  Not always.  Love can make us mean-spirited and jealous.  Love can drive a relationship into the ground, can rip a beating heart from a chest.  No, love can be cruel.  Ask anyone who has been through a bad breakup what they learned about love, if they feel that love is a kind entity.  I don’t think I have to tell you the particulars.

Love goes along with jealousy and rage and envy and anger and fear.  There is no fear without love and there is no love without fear.  You tell us not to fear, and then we find ourselves in the predicament where there is nothing to do but fear.  And then love quashes us, and we walk around broken, because of love.

There may be a love out there that transcends, maybe Your love, if one can wrap their head around that (I sure can’t at the moment) but it is not a love you see everyday.  Love without pain just doesn’t happen.  Most people will never experience it and some will throw it away because, yes, well, fear.

So, God, please get with the Corinthians.  I think you’re going to need a rewrite.

Sincerely, Rosa, who believes in the duality of love

13 thoughts on “Dear God: You Forgot To Mention the Bad Parts

    • Thanks Marilyn! It was nice to write something that held meaning to me. I just followed your advice — just write, even if it’s short, just write what you’re feeling. 🙂


  1. Indeed. They should also add that love calls to check on you after you’ve been in a car accident, or at the very least inquires about your well being the next morning before spouting off about not coming home again that night.


  2. Brilliant, Rosa.
    I think the letter to the Corinthians was talking about Love At Its Very Best. It was giving us something to aim for.
    It is indeed difficult for most humans to attain. Especially in the throes of being “in love” which has more in common with wanting than loving, in my opinion.
    I think you’ve begun a great dialogue on the nature of true love, and I hope you run this post again around Valentine’s Day.


    • Thanks, Cynthia. Of course the letter was talking about love at it’s very best. It is just so rare that it is there, is what I was hoping to point out. And I would agree with you — being “in love” is definitely more about wanting.

      And I think you’re right — this would be a good Valentine’s day post, maybe with a little expansion on the subject. 🙂

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