In the arms of Love

“​In the absence of love we began slowly but surely to fall apart.”

  …. But in its arms never do we fall apart.  

Love is giving with no thought of getting. It is tenderness enfolding with strength to protect. It is forgiveness without further thought of the thing forgiven. It is understanding of human weakness, with knowledge of the true man shining through. It is quiet in the midst of turmoil. It is trust in God with no thought of self. It is the one altogether lovely, the light in the mother’s eyes, the glory in the sacrifice, the quiet assurance of protection.

Love is in the expectation of our Father’s promise coming true. It is the refusal to see anything but good in our fellow man. It is the glory that comes with selflessness and the power that comes with assurance of the Father’s love for His Children. 

Love is the voice that says “no” to our brother, though “yes” might be more easily said. It is resistance to the world’s lust and greed, thus becoming a positive law of annihilation to error.
Love … the “man” called Jesus…..the one thing no one can take from us … the one thing we can give constantly and become increasingly rich in the giving. 

Love can take no offence, for it cannot know that which it does not of itself conceive. It cannot hurt or be hurt, for it is the purest reflection of GOD, Good. It is the one eternal, indestructible force for Good. It is the will of GOD, preparing, planning, proposing always…… what is best for you……what is best for me…..what is best for all His universe.

AAT~ to thee the Glory be.

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