My office is lined with hundreds of books about the human condition, but there is only one that I always keep out on the coffee table: The Cloud of Unknowing. I keep it there to remind me that when nothing in the world seems to make sense, love and compassion always make sense. I’ll come back to that book, but first some reflections after a wedding I attended recently. Familiar words can lose their power, but I’ve never tired of St. Paul’s description of love in his letter to