"Your duty is to treat everybody with love as a manifestation of the Lord "

The sentence makes love a sacred obligation rather than a passing feeling. Duty places compassion above preference, calling for consistency even when it is inconvenient or unreciprocated. “Everybody” widens the circle to include friend and foe, familiar and foreign, even the parts of ourselves we’d rather disown. Such universality rejects selective warmth and challenges the reflex to judge first and understand later.

To see each person as a manifestation of the Lord is to affirm an inherent dignity that no behavior or status can erase. The divine is not a distant abstraction but shines through the faces we meet. Recognizing this dissolves the arrogance of the separate self and loosens prejudices rooted in fear. Love becomes the criterion for thought, speech, and action.

Practically, this looks like attentive listening, gentle speech, honest boundaries, prompt forgiveness, and quiet service. Loving does not mean enabling harm; it means addressing wrongdoing without contempt, protecting the vulnerable while refusing to dehumanize the offender. Justice stripped of hatred is still firm, but it is purifying rather than corrosive.

This view extends compassion to the marginalized, insisting that indifference is a kind of sacrilege. It reframes daily life as sacred space: the office, the street, and the home become temples where reverence is practiced in small gestures. It also softens self-judgment; if the same divinity lives within, one’s own body and mind deserve care, honesty, and discipline.

Love, here, is a training of attention. The task is to notice the spark in each being, to meet it with goodwill, and to let that recognition steer decisions. The heart becomes a conduit rather than a proprietor of love, aligning the individual with a reality larger than personal mood.

In conflict, pause and inwardly affirm the sacredness of the other. Then speak and act from that remembrance. Repeated, this stance reshapes relationships and gradually the social fabric, because collective life grows from countless moments of seeing clearly and choosing love.