Love
He sometimes chides, but it is always in the tenderest manner, with the kindest intentions: it is ‘my love’ even then.
Christ Jesus has no quarrel with his spouse. She often wanders from him, and grieves his Holy Spirit, but he does not allow her faults to affect his love.
As a mother puts out her finger to her little child and woos it to walk by saying, ‘Come,’ even so does Jesus.
He makes rich provision for her wants, pays all her debts, allows her to assume his name, and to share in all his wealth.
We have fellowship with Christ in his love. What he loves we love. He loves the saints—so do we.
Death must sever the conjugal tie between the most loving mortals, but it cannot divide the links of this immortal marriage.