Sunday Best – November 6, 2016


Unintentionally, our last two posts were “faith” and “hope”.  This seems to leave no choice but for today to be “love”.

Yes, I have rolled my eyes at cheesy valentines, cringed at the still-standard question, “and what does your husband do?”, and too often confused warm-heartedness with soft-headedness. But as the world has gotten louder, and sometimes meaner, I am starting to see the steely, flinty strength of love differently. Not romance, but love.

Here, then, is a trifecta of love. I no longer view these words with any hint of cynicism or sarcasm. Right now, in this time and in this place, these read as a call to action.

Faith. Hope. Love.

How could we forget those ancient myths… the myths about dragons that at the last moment are transformed into princesses? Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.

     – Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet


And here is love

like a tinsmith’s scoop

sunk past its gleam

in the meal-bin.

     – Seamus Heaney, North


Love never fails.

If there are prophecies, they will be brought to nothing;

if tongues, they will cease;

if knowledge, it will be brought to nothing…

So faith, hope, love remain, these three;

but the greatest of these is love.

      – 1 Corinthians, Chapter 13


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