It’s true, you know. All things grow with love. Children grow with the love of family, but trees grow with the ongoing gift of air and sun and earth. The love that nature gives is not personal, and doesn’t distinguish between who needs or deserves it the most, which is more or less the definition of God.
Where do you see love encouraging you to grow?
Everything sleeps quietly beneath a blanket of snow, the image of stillness and peace. But under the snow the mice are busily tunneling, sap is beginning to move in the limbs of the bare trees, and below the ground bulbs are beginning to crack open. Perfect quiet is an illusion. There is always life ready to break through.
Where is life breaking through to disturb your peace?
The first duty of love is to listen.
—Paul Tillich
Who have you offered love to in the form of listening recently? Who has truly listened to you?
Love. Dream. Hope. Brick by brick, moment by moment, we declare how we will live in the world. Word by word. Interaction by interaction.
What word will you choose to build into your day?
Sometimes it is the simplest touch—a hand on the shoulder or the back of the head—that makes us feel connected, cared about and secure.
How will you let someone know today that you are there for them?
