A Love that Nurish and Nurtures

In the ancient Greek language there were three kinds of love: Eros, Philia and Agape.
Eros is the romantic and sexual love.
Philia is the friendly and affectionate love.
Agape is the spiritual and compassionate love.
This last one was translated as charity for some time.
Agape was also the name given to the meetings where the early Christians shared the teachings of Jesus in the middle of lunch or dinner or, in our contemporary language, a communion.
Considering this I think Agape is about the love that nurish and nurtures, a love kind of love expressed through spirituality and compassion.
You can love someone passionately to madness and that's fine.
You can love someone unselfishly and that's good.
You can love someone helping financially or in kind and that is admirable.
But to nourish someone with your actions, your words, your examples or just with your presence and with it she or he can become in a better person is to take the love to its highest level.
And that's the Christian love, the love that raise you, the love that nurish you and nurtures you.
In other words love at its best.

—Marco Rubio's Gospel of Joy 乂 ◠ ‿ ◠ 乂

This text was inspired by following story about Saint Francis of Assisi.
Saint Francis and the community in which he lived, performed tremendous and strict fasting during Lent. One night, when all the monks were isolated in the cells of the convent, he heard the moans of a brother. He got up and went where the brother was crying. He came over and asked him:
- Brother, what's wrong?
The monk replied:
- I cry because I'm starving.
Saint Francis without thinking twice, woke all brothers and explained that fasting is fine, but cannot let a brother starve. But how's not okay to let the brother eating alone, so that he not to be embarrassed, everyone should accompany him. So he made all them up and together went to the dining room. And the food became a party. It is true that on the table there was no more than a few radishes and bread, but, yes, they were well showered by the common joy. It's okay to feed the hungry, but it is much better to share together the humble joy that we have. Of course that friar had hungry again later, but definitely what he never forgot was the gesture of love that his brothers had when they shared the table with him at that hour on that night.