My husband and I recently took a weekend trip to Chicago. We live in the country where it is quiet with vast spaces and lots of corn fields. We took the train from Gary, Indiana, into the city, and when we climbed the stairs to come out into the street, the sights and sounds were incredible. Everything seemed so vibrant and alive and BIG. I’ve been to Chicago before, but this time something felt different. This time something stood out beyond the buildings and the sound of traffic – it was the people. I loved the people! All packed into one place were people from all over the world. I saw different cultures, heard other languages, and somehow felt at home. I could see how God loved His beautiful people; all created differently, with different stories, coming from different countries, and uniquely made. Yes, there was brokenness; yes, I could visibly see some with plenty and some without. But this time, on this trip, as I walked up and down the streets of Chicago, my heart was filled with love. 
And he said to him, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment. And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself.” ~ Matthew 22:37-39
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