If I’m so worded and throw so much ‘rev’ such that everybody calls me “Pastor! Pastor!, or I am even the Prayer Cord of my fellowship, but don’t love, I’m nothing but the creaking of a rusty gate.
If I can lead praise and worship like fire, making people enter into the spirit with my anointing, and if I have faith that says to a nose-diving CGPA, “raise up!” and it does, but I don’t love, I am nothing.
If I give everything I own for missions, and I pay my tithe even up to 38.5763%, and give every offering-prophet, Samaritan, building, thanksgiving, shoe etc , but I don’t have love, I’ve gotten nowhere.
If I can say boldly to a sister “God told me you are my wife”, or I can discern if a brother is not the will of God for me, but have no love, then I’m just deceiving myself.
So you see, no matter what I say, what I believe, and what I do, I’m bankrupt without love.
Love never gives up. Love cares more for others than for self and one’s ministerial records.
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.
Love never ends.
I am #theimisiOluwa; I am anointed, but much more, I am Love. Love is my nature.
Happy New Month, of Love, a time to renew our commitments with unconditional Love.
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