I watched as a single tear, rolled down the cheek of my beloved. It was a tear of memory, of a love that will never die; never fade; never hold back; a love that will always be there for you, that will hold you through all your life; a love for eternity.
A love that took all our punishment, a love that was nailed to a cross, a love that died for us, a love that rose again, a love that brought salvation into every heart that is willing to hear. A love that says “Come take my hand and be my beloved”.
The LORD appeared to us in the past, saying: “I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with unfailing kindness. I will build you up again, and you, Virgin Israel, will be rebuilt. Again you will take up your timbrels and go out to dance with the joyful.
No one will be able to stand against you all the days of your life. As I was with Moses, so I will be with you; I will never leave you nor forsake you.