In Sunday School, we talked about the law of God, and how we can see love in it.
My leader, of sorts, talked about how when she saw the Jewish, living in her building, she saw their hopelessness.
She saw it in their eyes, as she walked by them.
Their misery, of trying, of living, to obey the law.
And how, as followers of Christ, the law, we can see that it is
love.
She said, when she prayed, that God was whispering over us, "I love you, I love you."
My eyes filled with tears at the thought of that.