EN 
ES “Though I speak with the tongues of men and of angels and have not love, I am become as sounding brass, or a tinkling cymbal… And thou I bestow all my goods to feed the poor, and
though I give my body to be burned, and have not love, it profiteth me nothing… And now abideth faith, hope, love, these three; but the greatest of all is love.”
Beautiful words… all about love. They describe love in many ways yet still do not say quite what it is. Not too long ago I came to an awareness: Jesus is love.
DEAR LORD, I THANK YOU FOR UNDERSTANDING THAT COMES TO ME UNHINDERED BY WORDS WHICH CAN BE CONFUSING AND MISINTERPRETED. I AM GRATEFUL HAT I AM ALLOWED TO FEEL YOUR PRESENCE THROUGH THE LOVE I FEEL IN MY HEART. AMEN.
Shared by Ann Chadwick