Friends From Calvary

Though it was still dark, there was still Love.

And long before any light could be seen, that Love could be sensed; hovering, brooding, softly moving about.

And long before any word had been spoken, that Love could be heard; groaning, humming, sighing...the tender sounds of a still, small, voice in tones too deep for words.

Though you are still in the dark, dear beloved......be still.