The Good, Good Fight

In my own strength, I fail miserably trying to love another person. In truth, it isn’t possible to love. I may want to. The desire might burn a hole in my heart. But I’d die quickly before I’d ever see another how they deserve to be seen. Or to see them and to care for them in the light. True love begins and ends with Jesus. My only hope is to give my holey heart to Him and to begin feeling Jesus plug up my damaged places, so I have the blood to truly love.