Is it possible to love someone but it still not be enough? What if you’re loving them but differently than what they really need? Does that mean it’s not love? Because doesn’t love conquer all? Doesn’t love never fail? Can’t love never be quenched?
If my love isn’t conquering all, if it’s failing me (and them), if it’s slowly turning bitter, that must mean that it’s not really love, or it’s certainly not pure, unadulterated love like God’s love. It’s just my own sloppy, twisted, selfish version of love.
What do I do, then, if my love will never be enough? It only makes sense to implore the only person in the world whose love is enough for help. To admit that your love is a sad replica of love in its intended form. To beg Him to please fill you with His love, because that love is patient, and kind, and it never envies or boasts. That love isn’t arrogant or rude, and it never insists on its own way. It’s not irritable, resentful, and doesn’t rejoice with wrong. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes and endures all things. Best of all, IT NEVER FAILS. It conquers everything because it knows no boundaries. It is always, always enough.
(1 Corinthians 13)