Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, 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. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
We had this passage from the Corinthians read during the ceremony. It is lovely and sentiment filled but after 8 years I can tell you there's a lot more. Love is telling the other person your breath stinks, roll over, without worrying that they'll leave you. It's arguing about the shopping list, yes we really do need all that stuff. It's watching our children grow up and raise them together. And when we are lucky, it's a quiet night after the kids are asleep, snuggled on the couch to watch a movie. A quarter of the way in we are both so exhausted that we've passed out and missed the movie and groggily awake at 3 am to drag his butt to bed.
I love you baby, here's to a lifetime together.
Here's some more on love.
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