As I struggled to put into words what love is, I remembered going to a prison to visit the son of one of my church members. In the waiting room, I saw 15 or 20 mothers all there to visit a wayward son that most others had given up on. I remembered my mother who made sure meals were always on the table, who did her best to provide clothes for me, who faithfully took me to church, who prayed for me. I thought about my dad who worked so hard all of his life. He didn’t do it for himself. He did it for me and my two sisters. He did it for his wife and for the God that he loved. I thought about Endtime partners that I have never met face to face. Yet, they faithfully send in donations month after month to support a cause they believe in. I thought about my three wonderful daughters and their husbands that have faithfully supported me in the ministry of Endtime. I’ve always known they would be there no matter what difficulties we faced. Then I thought about my wonderful wife, Judy. She has faithfully been by my side for 55 years. Whatever I have needed, she has tried to supply. She has loved me unconditionally. Finally, most of all, I thought about my wonderful Savior, Jesus Christ. He loved me when I didn’t care about Him. He left the splendors of heaven to die in my place on a cross so that I could have eternal life. He prayed for his crucifiers as He hung on the cross, saying “Father forgive them. They don’t understand what they are doing.”
As I tried to summarize the true meaning of love, everything I thought of had one common element: giving. Love doesn’t seek to get. It seeks to give.
I know that all of you in one way or another have those you love, that you share your life with. Don’t ever stop giving, because that’s what love is.