I don’t remember the first time I ever read the passage in the Bible 1Corinthians 13:1-13. Coming from a Catholic family and attending Catholic school, I can remember often times reading it through the years. I do, however, remember when it first began to resonate with me and I began to become obsessed with it.
When I was in college, I started running summer and winter Church camps for the Church of the Brethren. It was there that, as I was developing curriculum for 3rd-5th grade summer camp that I ran across an activity that brought this verse to life for me. The version I was using at the time was the “New International Version”; the activity works the same no matter what version you use. The activity is simple: read verse 4-9 and substitute your name for the word love.
That activity is what started my obsession with the verse. I don’t know why, but it took me a very long time before i looked it up in the King James Version. We’re talking years! More years than i want to count because my obsession started in college and it was just this year that I went to the King James Version. If I count the years, I have to admit that college did not end last year and i am not that old!
At first my mind had to adjust to reading the work charity where (in my mind) love should be. However, as I contemplated, read and reread, and really reflected on the verse, I love the King James Version much better. I think even more this verse resonates with me. This IS what I do, who I am. I mean, I found my calling working in a homeless shelter giving to children and families. My spiritual self was restless and questioning how I lived my daily life until I began working there.
I was once “accused” of wanting to save the world. Not a bad accusation, but the accuser thought it was an insult. I don’t think I can save the world, but I know I can make a difference.
This verse, this is who I am:
1 Corinthians 13:1-13 KJV
 … Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels, and have not charity, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal.  And though I have the gift of prophecy, and understand all mysteries, and all knowledge; and though I have all faith, so that I could remove mountains, and have not charity, I am nothing.  And though I bestow all my goods to feed the poor , and though I give my body to be burned, and have not charity, it profiteth me nothing.  Charity suffereth long, and is kind; charity envieth not; charity vaunteth not itself, is not puffed up,  Doth not behave itself unseemly, seeketh not her own, is not easily provoked, thinketh no evil;  Rejoiceth not in iniquity, but rejoiceth in the truth;  Beareth all things, believeth all things, hopeth all things, endureth all things.  Charity never faileth: but whether there be prophecies, they shall fail; whether there be tongues, they shall cease; whether there be knowledge, it shall vanish away.  For we know in part, and we prophesy in part.  But when that which is perfect is come, then that which is in part shall be done away.  When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child: but when I became a man, I put away childish things.  For now we see through a glass, darkly; but then face to face: now I know in part; but then shall I know even as also I am known.  And now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three; but the greatest of these is charity. …
Do you have a favorite verse? A verse that just resonates with you and stays with you always?