In the words of G.K. Chesterton, “The way to love anything is to
realize that it might be lost.”
I don’t like these words this morning.
I don’t like their seeming conflictions,
or conflicted implications.
Jesus says He is the Way.
And God says He is Love.
And Scripture says They are one.
So I can only conclude that “the Way” must be “Love.”
But what about times I don’t want to choose Love?
When I’d prefer another way in, or out,
Because the Way of Love hurts too bad?
Micah and I are leaving for Haiti next week.