I was reading the bricks in the outdoor garden at the local indie theatre. For a fee, the theatre will allot you a brink inscribed with anything you’d like. They were mostly names. Names of loved ones who’ve passed on. Names of couples, and children. Names of pets. And then I found this one stamped with “Love Is All.”
Such a simple message, yet it stood out like a firework among the sea of faceless names damp from the light rain. I stood there for a while, staring at the words. Love is all. My mind removed the period and continued the sentence.
Love is all that matters.
Love is all that heals.
Love is all that God wants for us.
Love is all that we pursue.
Love is all we ache for.
Love is all that we admire.
Love is all that mends our broken hearts.
Love is all we look forward to at the end of a long day.
Love is all we take with us when we leave this world.
And as the Beatles said, Love is all we need.
Thank you to whoever paid to inscribe this beautiful message into the bricks. I wonder how many will stop, notice and ponder these words beneath their feet. Anyone who does will feel blessed if they take a moment to reflect on the healing power love has had in their lives.