The Secrets of the Little Bonnie Lass

The Secrets of the Little Bonnie Lass: I Don’t Know What Love Is.

Dear Reader,

Every single time a friend asks me for an advice when it comes to romantic relationships, I do not know what to do. I do not even know what to say. It was as if a big chunk of apple was stuck in my throat, and I was just waiting for it to choke me. And yet my friends approach me as if I was their fairy godmother who had every answer to their questions, without knowing that, really, I am as stuck as they are. Besides, I cannot really give an advice if I have not even experienced it, can I?

One thing I know about love- at least the one that resides in this world and the one that people know so well- is that no one can really fully grasp what it means. “Love,” as the world and our society describes, is like a maze- you do not know which way to go, really. It was all trial and error. Go this way and if there is no path on which to walk through, then go the other way. Sometimes, when one is completely lost, he or she stays on one place, waiting for someone to just rescue her and lead the way to the nearest exit. As simple as that. Or not. It is a mesh of beauty and ugly, honesty and lies, laughter and tears, joy and sorrow, vows and more vows, lies and more lies. And yet the world craves it like a drug for which they wanted to drown themselves in. People even kill for love, literally. And this part, I cannot understand.

Because- and the question that lingers in my mind is this- isn’t love supposed to bring peace and hope for everyone involved- or not- in it? Yes, I understand. You may be shouting at your screens right now saying, “You do not know what love is! You have not experienced it! You do not know what you are saying!”

But let me tell you this. Maybe, I know a different kind of love than you do, darling. Maybe what I know of love is not of this world but far from it. Maybe what I know is this…

The Way of Love

If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. If I give away all I have, and if I deliver up my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.

Love is patient and kind; love does not envy or boast; it is not arrogant or rude. It does not insist on its own way; it is not irritable or resentful; it does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth. Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.

Love never ends. 

As for prophecies, they will pass away; as for tongues, they will cease; as for knowledge, it will pass away. For we know in part and we prophesy in part, but when the perfect comes, the partial will pass away. When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I gave up childish ways. For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I have been fully known.

So now faith, hope, and love abide, these three; but the greatest of these is love. 

(1 Corinthians 13:1-13)

Now I have to say this. I do not believe that love is crazy and that it makes one blind. The love I know of will not turn anyone crazy and insane and blind. It will give clarity. It will give peace and purity, humility and kindness. It is not a loud scream or a frightening roar; it is a gentle wind, soothing to the flesh. It dries up tears; it whispers songs of forgiveness and grace. This is the love I know of. This is how I know it comes from God.

This is maybe why I still cannot relate to the ways of the world. I cannot fathom how the world describes love as if it was just another word in the dictionary. And yet even though I cannot fully grasp the way the world uses it, I still give the people I know a few words that will linger in their minds as they think of love.

If this love is true, you will not be wanting to move on.

I know this for sure, because love cannot be only experienced romantically- as in a relationship with the opposite sex. Love can be experienced with your family who supports you, your friends who give you a good laugh, your best friend who stands by you no matter what, your teacher who inspires you to work harder, and the God who gave you all these and more.

And so my next advice would be this: Wait. 

Experience God first and then wait. Let Him teach you the way of love, and then, when you are ready in His time, experience this love growing and extending to the people around you.

And remember…

If this love is true, you will not be wanting to move on.

With love,

The Little Bonnie Lass

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