For the past six years almost, I have been advocating the Gospel of Love. Not because I’m really that much of a loving person, but because I believe that God is a loving God. I believe that the sacrifice on Mount Calvary was a sacrifice of love, and that it was not meant to be contained amongst the select few. I believe in a Gospel that stretches across time and space, oceans and mountaintops, valleys and plains and fields, and from the furthest reaches of the universe. There are not enough words to explain how great I believe the Love of God is. Language is limited, as is the capability of the human mind to comprehend that which is incomprehensible. But through the death and the resurrection of Jesus Christ, the love of God is accessible to all peoples, of all nations, in every tongue, and in every era.