One side of love arises from the darker depths of the heart. It pines and spits, seeking after lusts and desires it cannot obtain. This ‘love’ lowers man. It drives us to kill, to hate, to destroy. Like fire’s own dark side, it consumes and devours, leaving not but charred remains in its wake. This is the ‘love’ which has started wars. This is the ‘love’ which has shed blood, which has whispered lies in the night and secretly slit the throats of many a man’s character. This ‘love’ is man’s darkest sin: a vile abomination of pride and unbridled lust. Should we remain in it, we have not to hope for but an eternity in death and pain.
But what of love’s other side? What of Love? For this, converse to its shadow brother, is not man’s greatest sin but man’s highest virtue. It is in Love that we find mercy, compassion, charity, joy, life. Love unites, Love creates. This Love proceeds from the Lord of the Springs, indeed, the very waters of grace of which we so oft speak is in fact this Love. This is the Love invested and given to the Church to guard and govern. This is the Love that saves us, the Love that breaks the bonds of sin and sets man free. Love is the greatest thing that we can ever hope for. Indeed, the clergy are not only asked to Love, but fundamentally obligated to. For the cloth shall amount to not unless it is sown from the threads of Love. It is in Love that the Priest finds his celibacy, the purity that allows his Love to transcend, making the Church his spouse and the laity, his dearest children. This Love is the fire that comforts. The warmth that burns in the hearth of home where families are united, friends share their joy, and before which holy life is lived out. We must remain in it if we ever hope for anything good in this life or the next.