Two sisters had two identical rooms to which they retired when bedtime arrived. Though the temperature of the rooms and their furnishings were much alike, there was a great difference.

One room was cold, but the second was warm, because love was there.

One bed was hard, but the second was soft, because love was there.

One room was dark with fear, but the other was safe and secure because love was there.

One room was lonely, but the other was filled because love was there.

What kind of love was it!

Parental love! Brotherly love! Neighborly love! Holy love!

What does it matter?

GOD IS LOVE!