As I ponder Christian love, I find myself coming up short. What I mean, really, is that I’m wholly unconvinced that Christian love—the real meat of it, the deep-down, quietest, truest parts of it—is love in its purest, most selfless form.
On Love, Life, and the Purported Hereafter.
On Love, Life, and the Purported Hereafter.
On Love, Life, and the Purported Hereafter.
As I ponder Christian love, I find myself coming up short. What I mean, really, is that I’m wholly unconvinced that Christian love—the real meat of it, the deep-down, quietest, truest parts of it—is love in its purest, most selfless form.