You can’t pray for my trouble. Infatuation, it’s called. Being in love. Christianity is supposed to be all about love but it’s utterly useless when you’re in love. There’s not a blind thing you can do about being in love it seems to me except sit it out. Jesus said love one another. He said the only commandments that matter are to love God and each other. He didn’t say that loving, especially each other, tears you to pieces. Might have been better if he’d said Don’t love one another. Just try and get along with each other and if you feel love coming on go for a long brisk walk like father tells Uncle Edmund.
Marigold Green (Bilgewater) in Bilgewater by Jane Gardam
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