TODAY’S VERSION OF 1 CORINTHIANS 13
If I speak with the confidence of Rush Limbaugh and sing with the ease of Celine Dion but don’t have love, my words are like scraping fingernails on a frozen windshield. If I can program NASA’s mainframe computer and outsmart my chemistry professor, if I can memorize the Psalms and read Leviticus without dozing, or if I can even predict the future but have not love, my value is equal to a pitcher of warm spit. If I give my Tommy Hilfiger wardrobe to Goodwill and let my little sister rummage through my closet, if I go to the stake and fry as a martyr, or if I donate a gallon of blood every hour but don’t have love, my offerings are useless. Love is Patient — even if it means skipping a trip to 31 Flavors in order to tutor an immigrant. Love is Kind — it doesn’t stoop to ethnic jokes, or jokes about the misfortunes…
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