I'm a data analyst by training, so when Paul starts talking about a love that 'surpasses knowledge,' part of me wants to laugh. Everything can be measured. Everything follows patterns. Love is just neurochemistry and attachment theory.
Then I watched my mother - clinical, practical woman - with my father during his final illness. She sat beside him for hours without needing anything in return, without needing him to recognize her or respond. Just presence. Sacrifice. Constancy. There was no data that could account for what I was watching. It was beyond knowledge in the way Paul meant.
That's when I started understanding that the most real things in life are precisely the things that can't be quantified. The way God loves - expecting nothing back, showing up consistently, choosing you even when you're difficult - that operates in a completely different dimension than the one I thought was the only real dimension. I've spent the last year quietly undoing my materialism, and every time I do, I feel more alive, not less.
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