Love . . . Let it bring us to our knees.
LORD, in loving others, may I lock the door behind me and throw away the key and commit to never leave. And may You send angels to guard the door. Abba, give me wings of eagles to soar in Your love and renew Your strength in me, so that I might run where young men fail; and love and not grow faint. For Love is not a fight; it is something worth fighting for.
Love is not a place to come and go as we please. It is a house we enter in and commit to never leave.
"I will build My church, and the gates of Hades shall not prevail against it."
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