Sad to say, I have never loved. I don't know how to. I cannot define the word except perhaps by using the term "tolerance." Those who have claimed they loved me did so "conditionally."
WHAT SAY YOU?
Can You Help me Define Love?
by The Berean 6 Replies latest jw friends
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Witness 007
Its not jelous, does not brag, does not behave indecently, does not keep account of the injury, it hopes all things indures all things..........
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snowbird
*again, doing my best imitation of Chalam*
Hi
Hope this this helps.
1 Corinthians 13 from The Message Bible:
Love never gives up.
Love cares more for others than for self.
Love doesn't want what it doesn't have.
Love doesn't strut,
Doesn't have a swelled head,
Doesn't force itself on others,
Isn't always "me first,"
Doesn't fly off the handle,
Doesn't keep score of the sins of others,
Doesn't revel when others grovel,
Takes pleasure in the flowering of truth,
Puts up with anything,
Trusts God always,
Always looks for the best,
Never looks back,
But keeps going to the end.Sylvia
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Kinjiro
Here is my dilemma... Ancient Greek had at least four different words for the concept or 'feeling' ... we have only one and it is very hard to define without a context...
So which 'love' are we talking about here? Eros? Storge? Philia? Agape?
as far as Eros is concerned... So many say they have a past... so many say that love they have attained... but as far as defining love , the equation is very very hard... everyone has their own version... it is a vibration that starts deep in the soul.. it grows and grows that you dont think anymore... you dont think about duty... you dont think about honor... creative instinct at large...
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The Berean
Kinjiro;
That makes sense to me ...
Thanx
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parakeet
Sad to say, I have never loved. I don't know how to.
If you're willing to throw yourself in front of a train to save someone, that's love.
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Kinjiro
I understand… believe me I can relate
Because I know the taste of a love that came too late…
Love is eternal and timeless, starlight of the soul
Very little is needed to make us feel complete and whole.
But Love can also be poison, poison of the worst kind,
The kind that kills us slowly by robbing our peace of mind…
Nobody can truly say that he escapes
These heartfelt things without a scrape
It doesn’t matter if the feelings are near or afar
Love is the sweet knife that always leaves a scar
You may pretend to be unhurt, like a kid after a fall...
But deep inside you also know it isn’t true at all
You may act like it is over, dealt with and gone...
But all you need to remember is a sight or a song
And that 'dealt with' thing that has no name
Aches red hot and the pain is just the same
What is true and what is not? We fool ourselves with definitions
While all the time deep inside we know our true condition
Love, the greatest emotion ever born,
is like a rose, which is beautiful but full of thorns…
Love is the only thing
that quenches this thirst that may never stop…
So if your thorns prick me and I bleed…
it was worth it till the last drop!
K.