“Place me like a seal over your heart, like a seal on your arm; for love is as strong as death, its jealousy unyielding as the grave. It burns like blazing fire, like a mighty flame. Many waters cannot quench love; rivers cannot wash it away. If one were to give all the wealth of his house for love, it would be utterly scorned.”
Sometimes life is so grueling that the flame of problems seems like it will incinerate the Soul. But don’t lose heart, Beloved Soul, the Lord holds you tight in His arms. God’s angels encamp around you; their wings gleam with the precious blood of redemption.
The Bride’s clothes are all the color of blood, blooming in the red roses of unconditional Agape love. True love grows in us only when the soul goes through the fire of trials.
The words of Psalm 97 grace the Lord’s garment: “The Lord reigns, let the earth be glad; let the distant shores rejoice. Clouds and thick darkness surround him; righteousness and justice are the foundation of his throne. Fire goes before him and consumes his foes on every side.”
The black lining of the Groom’s scarlet cloak is the shadow of death defeated by His love. The Bride’s black pendant is the seal of her choice to follow the Lord to the end.