I'm only happy when it rains.

Monday, September 08, 2008

Sunshine


I was at Judy and Danny's Wedding the other time, and was really busy helping out with their stuff. Reception and stuff, I'm learning stuff about organizing weddings. Maybe one day it will come in handy, for my own, to help my friend, whichever so.

Out of the many lines spoken in the wedding, I remember these lines the most vividly:

We're always looking for the perfect guy,
And we're always looking for the perfect girl.

In the end, we end up with a less than perfect guy,
And a less than perfect girl.

But its only a less than perfect guy,
And a less than perfect girl,

that can make perfect love.
Because love seeks its perfection,

In imperfection.
Patient, kind, never envious, never boastful, never proud, not rude, not self seeking, not easily angered, never recording wrongs, does not delight in evil but in the truth, always protects, always trust, always hopes and always perseveres. Love never fails.

Suddenly I feel a wave of incompetence. I hope I can do this.

I'd had rather love and not lived than not loved at all.

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