Godmothers

One of the things I am most grateful to my godmother for was giving me a printed version of 1 Corinthians 13, which I had hanging on my bedroom wall for my childhood from about the age of 7 onwards. I could see it from my bed, and I would read it. This passage is spelling out what love is. The words, 'Love remembers no wrongs' come to my mind today, trying to strike home to my heart, but my stomach tightens, and my heart's blood almost bubbles up, squeezing them back up to the cerebral, painfully.

Carol, my godmother, was a Christian. No doubt she prayed for me; she also gave me and my mum Bible study booklets for kids, to read together, which was my introduction to a relationship with this person called Jesus who the author seemed to love. It worked! I wanted to know Jesus too! Carol is now with the Lord, as she moved on there from the age of 43 or thereabouts. Maybe I can also give Samuel, who I am now responsile for, the words of life one day soon.

4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. 8Love never fails.