At the end of the weekend at my relatives, I don't want to go back to the family I work for. Instead of love, I feel...repulsion, in a small degree. That's so wrong...my heart is not like Jesus's if I can't love them. I want to always be able to love people, especially the ones God specifically brings into my life.

But it does make me appreciate the atmosphere of Christian fellowship. I may not agree with all Christians or churches, but comparatively speaking, I am grateful.

Darkness makes the light shine brighter.

Love always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.

Love never fails.