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There is a reason love so often becomes the final word.

For Christians, for mystics, for those who speak of “spiritual truth” without quite knowing where to place it, love offers something uniquely consoling. It promises an essential coherence underlying the mess of things. It suggests that beneath suffering, contingency, and loss there is a benevolent grammar holding reality together. To say God is love is not only a theological claim, it is a psychological one. It reassures us that what feels most meaningful to us is not merely an accident of our biology or our history, but the very structure of existence itself.

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