I think I'm beginning to understand why Love is associated with the color red. Many might say that it's because red is associated with passion and strong emotion, but I think it's because it is red that pours from our broken skin; that rushes through the inner most parts of our being. It is the color that takes life to our limbs and when the red flees our flesh...so do our souls.
It was red that cried for vengeance out the ground after Cain went on his merry way to continue in his hatred and depravity. It was red that cried out for our forgiveness as Christ gave Himself over to suffering and pain to be our payment.
No, love is red because it can be measured in how much blood you are willing to lose before leaving, and no great love is there than this: that a man should lay down his life for his friends.
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