I sat at the park yesterday and remembered someone saying once that because they’ve experienced heartbreak they know love.
I started to think about that and quickly decided comparison in that way may have some ability to increase gratitude, but should never define how we measure or understand love. Experiences are all different. But we don’t grade papers based off the best kid in class. We grade papers off the truth.
We need a constant. An absolute.
I know love, because I know Jesus, not because I live in a broken world and anything better than broken will do.