The ache you have been medicating with everything except God is not a wound. It is a witness. It has been telling the truth about you since before you had words for it.

But John 3:16 does not hand us a feeling. It hands us a cross. The verb is concrete. Costly. Final. This is not the love of greeting cards.

People build courtrooms everywhere—but none of them hold the gavel. God alone delivers the verdict that defines you.