If only the perfect could love and be loved, no one would be capable of loving in this world.
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“We are constantly reminded that each of those who live with us merits complete attention, since he or she possesses infinite dignity as an object of the Father’s immense love.” (The Joy of Love, n.323)
Commentary
My brothers, sister, mother, and father, with all their faults and failings, are clearly loved by God.
When I get impatient with them, when all I can see are their multiple faults, I must remember this truth the most: that despite that, this family member who is making me desperate is so dearly loved by God. Who am I then to overlook such dignity? If a being who is pure perfection makes a person worthy of his love … how can I, an imperfect creature and also full of defects, deny him my love by means of mistreatment?
Moreover, when I place my defects and limitations, which determine the starting point from which I love and am loved in return, in the presence of God, I soon feel his Spirit inspiring me to love my own better. My impatience learns what patience truly is; my stubbornness and price learn about humility and the flexibility of kindness. My despair is opened up to hope, and my weariness is relieved while my strength is refreshed. All of this occurs gradually. Try it, and you will see.





