I chose to love her because that was what I had chosen to do for the week. To go up to Camp Mitchell and love on a bunch of kids. And let them know that they were great. What I got in return was something I did not expect. She loved me back for no good reason except that I was there.
Children are like that.
And she helped me to remember that I was wonderfully made. I mention this because today I want you to take a minute and consider the mission of your life. One of the women in our church once told me that the meaning of her life is to love every person who stands in front of her. To choose to create opportunities through love to let every single person with which we come in contact know that they are wonderfully made simply because they are there is a pretty good mission. And what we can discover as we extend ourselves into the world is that as we love more, we receive more love also.