“Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It does not dishonour others, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.” 1 Cor 13: 4-7

Love lighting the darkness like stars                                                                                  
through the inky black outlook, we did not choose.

Love navigating with us, the bleak landscapes of our lives
Holding hope in our hands, like a compass, when we have none.

Love cradling us kindly through the dregs of our down days,
Waiting patiently alongside our grey miserable melancholy.

Love beside us, shield through the shadowy sorrows of suffering
Humbly holding us from the deepest darkness of ourselves.

Love lingering alongside to catch us when we fall and fail again
Valuing the vulnerability of our human weakness.

Love lifting, carrying us through when we can no longer walk this weary way,
Not counting the cost nor the weight of the world on his shoulders

Love kneeling, binding the bruises & world-weary wounds to bring salve to the soul   
Cherishing the child, who is fearful and lost, longing for home.

Love singing through the shadows of sorrow to call us to himself
This is Love…