Sitting on the shelves above my desk are pictures — pictures that are meaningful to me. Most are pictures of family. I don’t often sit and look at those pictures because I am so focused on my work, but that does not lessen their importance to me nor the love they inspire. But when I take a moment to stop and look, I am renewed by those photos. Those faces sitting up on my shelf look down on me, bringing such warm thoughts into my life. I know that when those pictures were taken, they had no idea they would end up looking down at me, inspiring such love.

But then, we never know what any act will inspire. We can be assured, though, that if that act comes from love, love will be the result no matter how long it takes to be realized. “Love waits on welcome, not on time.”