Above all, love each other deeply, because love covers a multitude of sins.
1 Peter 4:8
Love covers. Ever really think about that? It’s expensive stuff, this love. It costs.
A couple live in paradise and they only have one rule: eat anything you want but leave that one tree alone. No touchie. But they touchie, and they get evicted from the garden and change the course of history by throwing the human race into the middle of an invisible war.
A famous warrior king decides to get a bit lazy about going off to war and instead sends his men to fight while he stays home and peeps on a naked woman. He then seduces her to sleep with him, knocks her up, and then plots (and accomplishes) the murder of her husband.
A man promises his best friend that he’ll be there through thick and thin, no matter what, and before the night is over the guy has not only r-u-n-n-o-f-t, he’s denied knowing his friend three times while the friend is wrongly arrested, beaten, and brutally executed.
But…love covered. Love forgave, and love made way for restoration. Love wrote a new ending to an otherwise tragic story.
I don’t know about you, but when I’m in the throes of realizing just how badly I’ve screwed up, being confronted with Love is devastatingly painful. When the dark of me is face to face with the Light of Love, there is no hiding. There are no excuses. Love is beautiful and terrible at the same time.
You know what I’m made of…and love me anyway.
You know what I’m capable of…and love me anyway.
You know what I’ve done…and love me anyway.
You know…and yet You love. It cost You dearly, and yet You love.
This isn’t the kind of pain that makes me want to run away, but the kind that makes me cling ferociously. This kind of love is a shelter. This kind of love is a rock. It is transcendent in every way.
And you? Just so you know, Love knows what you’re up to. Love knows the shadows of your mind where you think things you’d never admit to thinking. Love knows what you’re hiding.
And loves you anyway.