Love is bandaging a leper.
Love is spooning food to the famished.
Love is clothing the naked.
Love is loving the
unlovely.
Love is seeking a soul behind the facade of liquor or
drugs.
Love is hearing the cry of the lonely and hushing them to
sleep.
Love is pouring oil and wine into the wounds of a sick
soul.
Love is calling the stray with the music of a harp.
Love is including the unwanted.
Love is never exclusive.
Love is a gentle touch on the shoulder of the lonely.
Love is kindness on the lips as dew on the petal.
Love is a cup of hot tea in the winter.
Love is a cup of cold water in the summer.
Love is our decreasing and God increasing.