A great theme of my life is love. Love is a big deal to me. I believe that love is power. Meaning, it is through love by which all change occurs and good comes about. I believe the source of all love is God. I have spent countless hours reading and studying about what love is and what love is not. I have learned from scripture and poetry, self-help books and text books, people and experiences. I am by no means an expert on love…just one who wishes to love well.
This morning I read this about love:
“On the eve of his people’s horrifying destruction, Mormon fully realizes that there is no hope of his people turning back to God—yet still, he loves them “according to the love of God which was in me, with all my heart… nevertheless… without faith” (Mormon 3:12 and 5:2). And such is how God loves. In Enoch’s glimpse of God weeping, Enoch sees God love in naked vulnerability. It is love in the face of absolute loss. Love that bows to the agency of the Other, but does not break; rather, it draws. God the Father weeps out of love for his children and unfathomable pain at their suffering, and Christ the Son’s vulnerable, broken body lifted up on the cross has the power to “draw all men” unto himself —but not the guarantee ( 3 Nephi 27:14-15).” See here.