The ten o'clock news answers no. Just last night, two teens trail an UPS truck stealing packages off people's front porches. A mother stabs her 19 month old to death. St. Louis homicide number keeps rising with two more murders. There is no love.
Then in the last few weeks, the news and social media has blown up with images of the tension in our streets. Yelling, vandalism, looting all testify that there is no love.
People everywhere are struggling with something. Many feel alone and without hope. Is love alive? The darkness lies and answers no, love has died.
How can I possibly know that is a lie and not the truth? How can I reject that love has died when the evidence points to the very fact - love cannot be found?
Because I see you.
I see my coworkers give of themselves. Donating money to a family whose children (yes, that is right - plural) are battling cancer. I see them buy sodas as a special prize. I see them take care of mother-in-laws who are sick. I see hugs given every day. In big and small ways, they always answer yes when someone asks or they recognize a need for help. I see love.
I sit next to my friend while our daughters are in dance class. She visits a home of a single mom who just had a baby and has nothing under the tree for her other children. She asks if our small group can pull off Christmas for the children. Absolutely. It is never too late to help out. I feel love.
Encouraging texts come through my phone every morning. I read love.
I look around at church this past Sunday morning, and I know we are a broken people. But I see people being healed by love. I see the people I "do life" with. I am surrounded by love.
A star in the dark night sky alerted the Magi that love had come in the form of a baby. His love drives out the darkness and replaces it with light.
Is love alive? Yes, yes it is.