Love cannot be earned.
It simply cannot be so.
It is not a right, a duty, or a responsibility.
It is not a game, a prize, an accolade, approval, or even acknowledgment.
Love is a gift.
It is unwarranted and incomprehensible.
It doesn't make sense, fit into a box, or rhyme a certain way.
It's not convenient or pretty.
Love isn't easily defined or even remotely measurable.
Love is a free gift.
Free.
Gift.
And it is completely unending.
It knows no boundaries or landscapes.
No mountain can surpass it;
no valley can contain it.
It is a constant, steady stream, a mighty flow.
Love cannot be reversed or filtered.
Love is a gift.
There are no apologies for love;
no expectations and certainly no exceptions.
It is inerrant and inescapable;
unrelenting and unreserved.
Love is a gift.
Love never fails.
God is love.
