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Love, American (U.) Style

I have witnessed a plethora of expressions of love this week.  Last Saturday, I watched local and national news stories of demonstrators in my fair city confronting hate and championing human kindness.  On Monday, I watched a children’s librarian, overwhelmed by the community interest in an eclipse viewing party, joyously and affectionately care for 500 or so people by offering sun-glasses, sun-hats and sun-daes.  Over the last few days, I watched family, immediate and extended, lovingly prepare and provided for a young woman who was moving into her first apartment.  Even yesterday, I watch a young man show what could be love by entering the awkward territory of building IKEA furniture with his paramour’s dad.  It is good to know that expressions of love (familial, romantic and brotherly) are still visible each day.

In saying this, I am not suggesting that any of these expressions were either perfect of fully embraced.  There was a minority of demonstrators on Saturday (small in number but newsworthy) who chose to use the opportunity for reconciliation to instigate their form of rebellion.  There were insufficient resources on Monday for the crowd, so a number of people took what they came for, a number of people went away disappointed and a number of people remained and enjoyed the benefits of sharing.  There were heated words and hurt feelings these past few days as travels to the Goodwill store and travails inherent in moving took so much longer than seemed, by some, to be necessary.  It seems that expressions of love are not always easy to embrace.

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.  1 Corinthians 13:4-7

Without going into great expository detail, as this is one of the more familiar passages of Scripture, let me state that I take these verses to mean that expressing love is messy.  Those who express the love that Paul is talking about will be subject to misunderstanding and mockery.  They will be required to sacrifice themselves and strengthen others.  Love means overlooking fault and overcoming self.  Love is not something that comes naturally or instinctually; despite the mantras and the memes, we must learn to love (as our sinful human nature will always nudge us toward the opposite).  Love is a choice and, when chosen, can be a catalyst to change the world in big and small ways.

God bless those who gathered at Boston Common last weekend whose sole intention was to counteract hatred – may that be what people remember.  God bless the staff of the Adams Street branch of the Boston Public Library for enabling a few hundred to share in community around a few dozen pairs of “eclipse glasses”.  God bless family, and Jake, who made a stressful day so much more than bearable; they made it memorable.  My you, too, witness a little bit of love in your little corner of the world.

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