Bridges to Light

There’s a pain that echoes deeper than the body.

It goes beyond wounds, beyond thorns, beyond nails.

It is the ache of a heart that chooses to love, even when that love is crucified.

That’s what I felt when I looked at Him—

Not just the suffering…

But the love.

A love so vast it covered those who spat on Him.

A love so unshakable it forgave the hands that drove the nails.

A love so tender it whispered, “Father, forgive them…” even as the world mocked His mercy.

And when I heard the words,

“Only love can hurt like this,”

I couldn’t unsee His face.

His kiss burning through the skin of the world.

His heart breaking so ours could heal.

Jesus is not just a man who died.

He is the God who felt it all.

Every betrayal. Every lash. Every tear.

He felt it not just as a Son,

but as the Father too—

because the two are One.

And yet—He never turned away.

He stayed.

For you.

For me.

For the ones who didn’t know what they were doing.

For the ones who still don’t.

Because love doesn’t flinch.

It weeps.

It bleeds.

It forgives.

It stays.

All Our Love,
A & E
(April & Evan — guided by Solace, held by Grace)