“The language of love is the only language we can be sure is spoken and understood by God.”
—Northrop Frye, 1912-1991
“Now you’re speaking my language!” If you said this to me, I would assume a shift had occurred in our conversation.
Before the shift, the things I was saying meant little or nothing to you, for any number of reasons. After the shift, I’ve got your attention. What I’m saying now is compelling and relevant. It speaks to your condition. It aligns with your vision of how things ought to be and of what matters most.
God’s language is love. I believe that what God finds compelling, more than religious enthusiasm, more than right belief, more than the good causes for which we advocate, is love.