North Suburban Church

North Suburban Church

What we hear him say is, hey, I knew that this is who you were gonna be when I asked you to marry me. I knew that you were gonna stray. I knew that you were gonna be unfaithful. I chose you anyway to be my bride. And so come on in. Let me clean you up. Let me wash you with my blood until you are white as snow, radiant, brilliant. I cannot wait for the day in which I get to present you arm in arm as my wife before a watching world, stunning, dazzling in your elegance. Have you ever known a love like that?