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.