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Love Conquers All

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Review and Herald Publishing Association · Takoma Park Station, Washington, D. C. · Aug 15, 1907

FromReview and Herald, Vol. 84, No. 33.

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Love Conquers All

By J. S. Washburn

J. S. WASHBURN
What love can not win can not rightly be won. What love can not do can not rightly be done. God is love. “What could have been done more to my vineyard that I have not done in it?” God so loved that he gave his Son. “How shall he not with him also freely give us all things?” What shall separate us from the love of Christ? What shall stand before that divine, that infinite power?
Satan and his hosts, and those who receive his spirit, in the last day shall acknowledge, even when too late, that Christ is King of kings and Lord of lords. Yea, every knee shall bow, and every tongue confess, though even when too late, in the awful day when Christ shall come. Bright beams shall stream from the wounded side and the wounded hands. Brighter than all the glory that quavers and gleams through all the heaven above are the beams that come from the wounds which Hate gave to Love when he came to conquer or to die, when he came, yea, to conquer by dying.
O brother, the love of God and of Jesus his Son has not lost its infinite power upon every one who will be saved. There are hearts that seem as hard as a millstone that will be melted into tenderness by the love of God manifested through you. How can they know that God is love, except it be revealed in you? How can it be revealed in you except through the kindness that you manifest in tribulation, under slander, evil words, yea, and evil deeds? Love hopeth all things, endureth all things. Love never fails. What you can not win by argument, what you will only make more impervious, more impossible to win, by contention, you may conquer by love.
O the wonders of God's love revealed through Jesus Christ by you, my brother, my sister, to your own family, to those nearest to you, to your neighbors, who have sorrow and heartaches, yea, even to some who seem prosperous, but who are waiting for a kindly word, a loving smile! There is resurrection power in love.
Let all bitterness, all revenge, be put away. They are of the enemy, and he is a failure. Love is of God, and he can not fail. Go into the fight to win. Let the peace, the quietude, be in your heart, but the fiery zeal and energy, the determination unyielding as adamant, to win, to save, to conquer or die.
All about you, yea, near you, are those whom you may save, if you but have love in your heart, love that never grows weary, love that fails not, that lives, yea, the life of the eternal One, that sings, above the wreck and the ruin that hate has wrought, the everlasting victory.
Are your hands weak? Do your knees tremble? God loves you. Be strong. Carry the message of love, and you shall bring out of the ruin that sin has wrought, souls that can be saved by nothing else or nothing less than the wonderful, blessed love of God manifested through you.