Love: to act for the benefit of another—visibly, practically and intentionally.

I talked to an old farmer and mill worker moments ago. George was his name. He asked me about house churches and remarked about the need for simplicity. He told of a renowned theologian who was asked about the most profound truth he had discovered. The answer: “Jesus loves me, this I know, for the Bible tells me so…”

George, speaking of himself, said that he was a simple man and I believed him. His face was leathered; his features were angular, steadfast and determined, crowned with mussed gray hair. The thing I noticed most were his hands. They were big, hard looking hands, scarred and square, at home with machines and tools. The thumbnail was rough, split sometime by a cruel machine.

A simple man, he said.

Jesus loves me. Love one another. How are we doing on the simple things? In them are found the deepest truths. Love is of God and everyone who loves is born of God and knows Him. Love is the mark of a disciple. Love never fails. God is love. God so loved the world…

What need do we have of deeper truth when the deepest truth floats on the surface of the scriptures?