[IC Journal: Rhui (TB)]
Nov. 25th, 2011 06:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
mousezillaThe inn's serving boy has just brought up a letter from Brother Tynvelsu, he and his odd warlock are to be married tomorrow evening, and I have been honored with officiating the ceremony. There are a few passages in the book that pertain to marriage and love, but most of them say something like "Till death do you part," or "For the rest of your lives," which isn't exactly appropriate when one of the 'grooms' is a Forsaken. There is a passage, a personal favorite, that I feel is perfectly suited to this situation.
"I may speak in different languages, of people or even of angels. But if I don’t have love, I am only a noisy bell or a ringing cymbal.
I may have the gift of prophecy, I may understand all secrets and know everything there is to know, and I may have faith so great that I can move mountains. But even with all this, if I don’t have love, I am nothing.
I may give away everything I have to help others, and I may even give my body as an offering to be burned. But I gain nothing by doing all this if I don’t have love.
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous, it does not brag, and it is not proud. Love is not rude, it is not selfish, and it cannot be made angry easily. Love does not remember wrongs done against it. Love is never happy when others do wrong, but it is always happy with the truth. Love never gives up on people. It never stops trusting, never loses hope, and never quits.
Love will never end. But all those gifts will come to an end—even the gift of prophecy, the gift of speaking in different kinds of languages, and the gift of knowledge. All that we know will be forgotten.
But these three things will continue: faith, hope, and love. And the greatest of these is love."
I imagine it will be a touch difficult keeping a solemn face saying such things in reference to Master Felweaver, though I have a strong suspicion I won't be the only person present with that problem.
Repressed laughter at the groom's expense is most likely more polite and acceptable than looking morose and gloomy anyway.
"I may speak in different languages, of people or even of angels. But if I don’t have love, I am only a noisy bell or a ringing cymbal.
I may have the gift of prophecy, I may understand all secrets and know everything there is to know, and I may have faith so great that I can move mountains. But even with all this, if I don’t have love, I am nothing.
I may give away everything I have to help others, and I may even give my body as an offering to be burned. But I gain nothing by doing all this if I don’t have love.
Love is patient and kind. Love is not jealous, it does not brag, and it is not proud. Love is not rude, it is not selfish, and it cannot be made angry easily. Love does not remember wrongs done against it. Love is never happy when others do wrong, but it is always happy with the truth. Love never gives up on people. It never stops trusting, never loses hope, and never quits.
Love will never end. But all those gifts will come to an end—even the gift of prophecy, the gift of speaking in different kinds of languages, and the gift of knowledge. All that we know will be forgotten.
But these three things will continue: faith, hope, and love. And the greatest of these is love."
I imagine it will be a touch difficult keeping a solemn face saying such things in reference to Master Felweaver, though I have a strong suspicion I won't be the only person present with that problem.
Repressed laughter at the groom's expense is most likely more polite and acceptable than looking morose and gloomy anyway.
