When souls are not tended carefully, they are like a plant that doesn’t get water or fertilizer. They shrivel and never reach the potential that was present when they were mere seedlings.
The group was crafting a mission statement that would explain their purpose, which necessitated discussing the power of love itself. Some in the room were hesitant to clearly communicate that the only real strategy of the event is … love itself.
Good news is not the same as a happy ending. While we celebrate what has been found, we cannot restore what was lost. But we can go on living in hope.