Everything I need to know I learned in Christmas carols and songs, and in hymn texts.
Love came down at Christmas, Love all lovely.
Love, to the loveless shown that they might lovely be.
The love that we have always known, our constant joy and endless light,
Now to the loveless world be shown, now break upon its deathly night.
Into one song compress the Love that rules our universe above,
Sing love, sing love, sing "God is Love."
So that's our job, to be love, and in that way to become lovely.
So, who needs my love? who needs your love?
Maybe.......?
Or.......?
Or.......?
Or.......?
Or...?
Or ....?
Or your local St Vincent DePaul, or food bank, or music school, or parish, or....
Or yeah, the colleague who works your last nerve, like that alto in the second row who, always, but especially now.... just be lovely. (Yes, I'm talking to myself now...)
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