"Heureuse celle qui a cru à l’accomplissement
des paroles qui lui furent dites
de la part du Seigneur"
Saint Luc (chapitre 1, verset 45)
Gestionnaire du site des paroisses Le Luc - Le Cannet
The main question now is : what is love ?
If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal.
And if I have prophetic powers, and understand all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give away all I have, and if I deliver my body to be burned, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient and kind ; love is not jealous or boastful ; it is not arrogant or rude.
Love does not insist on its own way ; it is not irritable or resentful ; it does not rejoice at wrong, but rejoices in the right.
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
Love never ends ; as for prophecies, they will pass away ; as for tongues, they will cease ; as for knowledge, it will pass away.
For our knowledge is imperfect and our prophecy is imperfect ; but when the perfect comes, the imperfect will pass away.
When I was a child, I spoke like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child ; when I became a man, I gave up childish ways.
For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face. Now I know in part ; then I shall understand fully, even as I have been fully understood.
So faith, hope, love abide, these three ; but the greatest of these is love.