Yesterday my cousin suddenly lost her husband. There are no words to how shocked, confused, and saddened….grieved we all are over this loss of a precious young life. Young love, young life….just gone now. The amount of hope and people now comforting and surrounding my sweet cousin and her family near and far is now ballooning with an amazing picture of how the body of Christ works and that even in the midst of our grief, somehow, quietly, so subtly God is still saying, “I love you.” I think the hope that we hold on to, that every human being has despite how many times we’ve been hurt or laid low, speaks to something greater. That we are all made for something greater than what is offered here on this earth. That perhaps we were created for a greater love than we ourselves could ever find or seek on earth. And yes, someday…that love…I so truly and deeply believe, is going to come for us. That perfect Groom, coming to wash his Bride with his Word. That is the hope we hold on to.