Learn to love people slowly.  Pick up their rhythm, fall in with their beat–let yours be interrupted.  Loving people is not like walking into a room and fumbling for the nearest switch.   Surely love is like entering and discovering the candles, one by one.  It is finding a way to each one (without rearranging the furniture or trying to clean on the way).  Love is no conquistador; it wields no torch to hasten a task; it is not on the lookout for other, better rooms.  It won’t be dissuaded by threats from troubles yet hidden.  It is not exploitive, and yet it never tires of discovery.  Love a person, and you will find it to be a slow, slow illuminating; it moves best at ease.  Love is patient because love is for the patient.


– Breanna

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