Thank You, heavenly Father, for sending Your Son to redeem me. I can't figure out why You would want me, except that You love me. You ARE love.
Love is not weak or polite, nor does it wink at sin. Love is the power and creative genius that made the heavens and the earth and all the creatures in it. Love not only lifts me up amidst the sorrow and the torment of things gone wrong, but it also crushes the counterfeit of good. It will obliterate the hypocrisy of disease.
Love is tenacious in it's pursuit of us. It never gives up as long as there is life and a chance of redemption. Jesus set His face like a flint towards the cross, and did not shrink back. At the time appointed, we will see that magnificant power under control. That's what love is. It does not cower before anyone, and is obedient only to theTtruth. Love looks you in the eye and unfalteringly speaks the truth.
My truth today is PD doesn't control me, - like love gone wrong - It attacks me, and like a twisted piece of metal it is a mangled version of life. But He Who is Truth and Love will prevail. I will endure to the end of this life that evil has for the present claimed - until the coming of His great great kingdom and the unveiling of His Truth.