Love.

My sister in law sent me to some Bible passages that she says she finds comforting, and I found a page I'd marked as a child when I still had a lot of belief in my heart. It's like I'd left a note for myself to find as a suffering, doubting grown-up. There was a little piece of paper in it, with my 8 year old's handwriting carefully spelling out "Love," and then pink highlighting over that sweet 1st Corinthians passage that folks always have read at weddings:

Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. Love never fails.

OK, higher power. I'm humbled, and I'm listening.