I'm reading The Bean Trees right now by Barbara Kingsolver. The main character spends much of the book loving a battered child into wellness. Attempting to care for her in a way that says you are worthwhile and that the past doesn't define you. And yet the world attempts to rob this child and her lover of the ability to fight and to continue thriving in love.
Have you ever witnessed someone changed by love?
There is evidence that love changes people. Changes their hearts, their bodies, their brain chemistry.
I know God's love has changed me. He loves me into living differently. I don't mean as much in my behaviors but in how I see myself and the world.
I hate that this world robs people of love and more that it robs them of the ability to receive love. It is a nasty, horrible thing. I cling to the hope that love can triumph, trumping the very walls that defend against it.
Love well, friends.