love and story

so i've been pondering the nature and quality and entity of love over the past few days and i find that it is a bit like a virus...in a good way it infiltrates, wraps its way around things, and doesnt easily let go. when i choose love, it alters things - minds, emotions, states of being. it is not an idea...but a force. a great great force.

and so in my pondering i come to the question of how does love affect story?

are all stories really about love? or the lack of love? or the pining away for love? i mean certainly there are any number of themes...but arent they all - somehow - in the service of love?

and so my pondering leads me down a troublesome path for this soul of doubt...and that is if it is true that god IS love - not that he/she is lovING - but that the entity of god and love are one and the same...then is not the phenomenon of story a wrestle with the presence or absence of love...of god?

are not all stories a conversation of faith and doubt? spoken, written, read in the service of love?