We are such selfish lovers, at least I know I am.

Love should not be a measured based on how much another person can do for me. But isn't that how it is sometimes? We enter friendships and relationships loving the person the best that we can, acting like we don't expect anything in return because we're doing everything out of our love for them, but in reality don't we expect that love to be reciprocated? I wonder why loving someone the best that we can, loving them with no expectations and bounds, isn't enough for our hearts.

God, the perfect lover, does not expect us to love Him the way that He loves us. He knows that we will run away, reject Him, ignore Him, push Him away, be frustrated and angry with Him, and yet He still loves us...perfectly. He does not love us because of what we can do for Him. I mean, c'mon, we are failed lovers. We are the players, the insensitive boyfriends, the dramatic girlfriends the runaway brides, the distant husbands. Even if we claim to be great lovers, anything we can do God can do infinitely better. In our relationships and friendships, how can we say that we deserve to be loved? When did we ever deserve God's perfect love? How is it that God, Creator of the Universe, loves such an undeserving, imperfect person like me? Grace. It is through grace that He loves me.

1 Corinthians 13: 4-6
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.