The Tear
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”.
Jeremiah 31:3-4
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.
Joshua 1:5
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.
