I wrote this yesterday replanting a field that failed when conditions were not right. I was looking on the skies and the quote from 1 Corinthians came into my mind:
“Love is patient; love is kind; love is not envious or boastful or arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice in wrongdoing, but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never ends.”
Maybe it was something I was feeling being alone immersed in God’s world around me. Maybe it was something more.
The words in my mind made me reflect: how often does our own impatience, and desire to impress a will upon conditions, not meant for our control, lead something good to fail? How often, in not aligning to natural order, do we upset an outcome and end state meant to become but ruined simply by impatience?
There is blessing in the process and I believe—with patience, belief, hope, and endurance—all done from love will bear its proper fruit; even if its fruit shows different than we desire it to be.
I thought about this as I replanted the failed field, its ground now softened by rains that drowned out what I tried to force into earth before conditions were made right.
I thought about Love, its meaning, purpose, and presence in what we live, experience, and choose to do; and thinking on the words, I used the beginning lines for an imagined romance, which I believe anything done from Love has potential to become. I accept and believe the absurdity.
I took the simple words and used them in addressment to a beloved, Corinthia, giving credit to originating source that stirred my spirit.
“Love is patient. Love is kind,” and so I seek to be in belief, hope, and endurance that lived Love—without envy, arrogance, or resentment; just Love—will become the fruit that it is meant to be.