Bridges & Intersections

During a cold dark night
When we feel unlovable, unloved, betrayed, unjustly treated,
Love is the air we continue to breathe,
The wind that embraces us,
The heat that wraps its arms around us.

Love is the tiny candle in the dark dungeon,
The little star in the empty night sky,
The light at the end of the tunnel.

Have you found this type of love?

I have and that is in Jesus Christ.

God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we are still sinners, Christ died for us.