What if love is really the only way to spread Jesus' beautiful news of the Fathers' love (to evangelise)? What if there is some measure of love, some measure of the Father's image, hidden in every person, burried under all that other junk, like hurt, shame and rejection? What if real evangelism is like going on a treasure hunt, seeking that measure of love in someone, and calling it forth with the love that I receive from Father? What if any other agenda (like winning souls for Christ etc.) is only doing injustice to the pure motive of love building up love?
"The true lover always believes that love is present; precisely in this way he builds up. In this way he only entices forth the good; he 'loves up' love; he builds up what is already there. For love can and will be treated in only one way - by being loved forth." -Kierkegaard-