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“Be still when you have nothing to say, when genuine passion moves you, say what you’ve got to say, and say it hot.”
-D. H. Lawrence

I’ve always enjoyed words. They connote color and tone, shading and nuance, and carry with them implied meaning, whether a mystery to be solved, a truth to be extolled, or a sadness to be shared. In spite of their limitations, they provide us a medium to grapple with feelings that all too often hide from definition. Words give us a window into the hearts and minds of others; and without each other, we have nothing. Victor Hugo’s character, Jean Valjean in Les Miserables, near the end, says, “To love another person is to see the face of God.”
I pray with the challenges we face as a world, that Victor is right, more often than not, and that we may love.
