I must love her

I was thinking today that if I should ever die before my wife, how much I would want to spare my wife any pain caused by my departing, even to the point of begging God to tell her that I was in heaven and that I was okay.

Thinking about this stirred in me great emotion. I would want to earnestly save her from that pain.

I think I now what it feels like to love her.

I know what I write about above can be misconstrued. Often my love or attempt of love has been rooted in 1 Corinthians 13:4-10. I make no apologies for that, but rather, now, I think a sense of what it is too feel love has taken hold.