I've been thinking how hard it is to truly love.
Quoted from *1 Corinthians 13:4-13*:
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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.
Love never fails. . .And now these three remain: faith, hope and love.
But the greatest of these is love.
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Up until now, I've never known or seen anyone whose love matches tqualities described by the verse above. The closest I can get is maybe my parents.
I have an acquaintance who treats his sister in a way I would never understand.
He seems like he cares about his sister; she's hungry? Food he buys, past 10 o'clock not home? he'll sms (though a little bit harsh on the wordings part), old mobile phone? He got her a newer quarter paid contract phone, going to study in Singapore? He goes all the way to register for his sister.
But on the other hand, if it's not important he rarely bothers to chat with the sister, pretty much the rest of the conversations would include scolding which I can't stand sometimes.
Does he love her brotherly? maybe, can't really tell. But In my opinion, there's no such thing as hidden love.
Hmm.... Such is human.