"I love you, but..." - me, too often.
There are times I blatantly say this line to Erik. "I love you, but not when you do that." or "I love you, but I need my alone time."
Wait, what? I've had to catch myself when I start sentences like this because it's become an unhealthy habit. No where, I mean NO WHERE in scripture does it say there are exceptions to loving someone. Although I may have good intentions of wanting to remind Erik I love him while telling him I need some space or correcting an action. I am really speaking a false truth that there are exceptions to love.
"[Love] does not rejoice at wrongdoing, but rejoices with the truth." - 1 Corinthians 13:6
The past two weeks I've been mulling over this scripture. I've had the thoughts "how am I going to write about this? I don't struggle with rejoicing in wrongdoing and I do a pretty good job of getting excited about truth." HA. Oh Lord, please forgive me. When I speak the simple "I love you, but..." I am being so far from loving.
"Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things." - 1 Corinthians 13:7
The Holy Spirit is no dummy; He knew what He was doing when He had Paul place this sentence right after. Whether in wrongdoing or in truth, in the bad or the good, in the darkness or in the light, it's Love that remains. Love bears, believes, hopes, endures.