Then I realized today while thinking that love is kind of like this (probably unoriginal thought):
Love is like a flame, which burns for a little while. In giving itself to another source, it spreads its own nature without losing any of itself. The oil of divine grace sustains its life while it shines. In fact, the only way for the flame to be destroyed is not to share of itself. Then the flame will consume its source until there is nothing left, at which point the wick remains utterly exhausted and desolate, and cools in a short time, being rendered incapable of sustaining flame again.
It is no wonder, then, that God is love. God is immutable, incapable of change, incapable of losing his power or his being, yet is the source of all being and is giving-of-himself by his very essence. Yet he is not one spark diminished!
In my home, there are four flames, in the Duggars', 22. We would not be lacking in love at the arrival of another--on the contrary, the more flames, the more light
The same goes for society. We can share the flame and light all the lamps there are to light, or we can keep our individual flames to ourselves. This is what it means to live charity in truth, to love all as Christ loves. For he said, "I came to cast fire upon the earth; and would that it were already kindled!" (Lk 12:49
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