On love.

I scrawled this sentance in my journal in November, and I thought it fitting for a reflection of Christ's work in my life during my War College year (both phase one and two).

When I was young(er), I believed in the impact of words like grace and love, now I am impacted BY such words; wrestled to the floor where I must face the small honesty that in order to define love, one must be destroyed by it.