Agape

What do I know for certain?

That He loves me. His love covers multitudes of sin.
No greater love have I ever known...everlasting.
Lavished upon paupers to become heirs of the promise.
A ring on my finger...a robe on my back...the fattened calf.

There is one thing He doesn't know. He doesn't know anyone He doesn't
love.

What could such lowly tuition accomplish?
Move mountains...
Write history...
Turn the world...on end

What hinders so little from doing so much?

A box...a contented square in which we hoard prejudice, convinience,
ignorance, conclusion, assumption.

A trifle here. A fancy there...
...The simpliest hope suffocated.
Outside the box love amplifies
Outside...love florishes.

A message of love.
His cross. His blood
Limitless and rich.
Turning a heart of stone to a heart of flesh.
Whosoever.

O Divine Master,
grant that we may not so much seek to be loved, as to love;
For it is in giving that we receive,
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.

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