[Redbook3:207][19870419:1050c](MORALITY
AND ETHICS [continued(5)])[19th
April 1987]
19870419.1050
[continued]
It
is important to keep in mind what Love is: the pure quality of Love.
In my cynical early twenties*, perhaps in unconscious reaction to
I.Corinthians.XIII**, I wrote a poem*** about what love really
seemed to involve – if I remember rightly:
“Love
is … {sex? Wanting?}, love is need,
Love's
possession love is greed,
Love
is jealous and unfair.
Pure
Love is rare.”
These
impure appearances of Love – impure because stained by selfish
emotions etc. (not just clouded? More vocabulary definition required
here) – are not Love, the Quality, sufficient to make the Selfish
selfless.
*{c.1972?[Yes
-- [Redbook1:231A(x233A)][19720321a][City][8th March 1972]].}
**{esp.
1.Cor.13:4-8[:
1Corinthians13:1-13
[A/KJV
with “love” substituted for “charity”, and archaic word forms
updated.]
Though
I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not love, I
am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.
And
though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and
all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove
mountains, and have not love, I am nothing.
And
though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and though I give my
body to be burned, and have not love, it profits me nothing.
Love
suffers long, and is kind; love envies not; love vaunts not itself,
is not puffed up,
Does
not behave itself unseemly, seeks not her own, is not easily
provoked, thinks no evil;
Rejoices
not in iniquity, but rejoices in the truth;
Bears
all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all
things.
Love
never fails: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail;
whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be
knowledge, it shall vanish away.
For
we know in part, and we prophesy in part.
But
when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall
be done away.
When
I was a child, I spoke as a child, I understood as a child, I thought
as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.
For
now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know
in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.
And
now abide faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of these
is Love.
][As
read at the memorial service for [BE], 2015]}
***{Actually:--
'Love’s
possession; love is greed;
Love
is lust and love is need;
Love
is jealous and unfair.
Pure
love is rare.'
[--[Redbook1:231A(x233A)][19720321a][City][8th
March 1972]].}
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