My sister put into words–simple, crystal-clear words, poetic in their jagged beauty–what God’s love is: What is love? I’ve thought of it like this before, but it was her words that said it best. A fresh restatement of I John 4:9 “Herein is love, not that we loved God, but that He loved us and sent His Son to be the propitiation of our sin.”


*misty eyes*