no, I do not mean “my” truth. I mean The Truth. Love of The Truth. It builds bridges and mends fences and endures all. It raises us up and strengthens us when we are weak. It calls to us, not condemns. It waits with patience to be discovered and shouts with joy when it is. It never changes and is dependable, even unto the end. It shows us our past, guides us in our present, and promises us its unending, unwaivering allegiance in the future.
Well put.
THx.
Well, you’ve got it all figured out.
Me, I need the humility.