Love never fails.

If I speak in human and angelic tongues but do not have love, I am a resounding gong or a clashing cymbal.
— The First Letter of Paul to the Corinthians

Sisters & Brothers,

Love, faith & hope are the three pillars of my life. Without them I'd be nothing and with them I have everything I need. I value these three things more than anything in my life.  Beyond my family I'm not sure I ever really loved God in the way I was meant to. At least not the way I do now, that's for sure.

Jesus, I love you.
— A simple prayer

I say those four words countless times throughout the day. Whether out loud or silence those words are always going through my head. Why you ask? Why not? I'd ask you back. The best thing about saying those four words? The person listening to them doesn't ever roll their eyes at me or get sick of hearing them and truth me told I don't get tired of hearing that He loves me either.

I wonder how many people use the word love without ever thinking of whether or not they actually love the thing or person they just said it to. I always held that word pretty close to my heart. It was my gift to give out and not something I ever took lightly. It always meant more to me than just "I like you more than just liking you". It meant that you set me on fire, gave me the butterflies whenever I thought about you, made me smile whenever I thought about you, made me tear up when I think about the great memories. I'll be the first to admit though that I might have gone through the motions with the word love with quite a few people including my family. Over the past 6 months or so my family has become much more important to me in my life than it ever has been. I love my family dearly and I now say that with the full weight and force that that word brings along with it. I'm glad that love is patient because it took quite a long time for me to get here.

You could have everything you could ever want in life but if you don't have love you're poor. There's a man that we used to walk by in Providence that is in a wheelchair, has an old dog and is clearly homeless. But everyday, even in the winter he always said hello to us, not expecting anything, just saying hello. Now that I think about this man I realize that he was richer than I was. He had love even though he was physically struggling in this world.

Really though love doesn't ever fail, is always there and sometimes we just have to be willing to work at it. We might fall out of it but we can also fall back into it.

Yours,
Jeff

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