Sister and brother, if the pain of genuine love is any color, let me just say it is not 50 Shades of Grey but it’s one shade of red, not from sinning in bed but instead His blood He shed to save us from sin and the power of death. Therefore don’t be mislead, put your flesh to death, don’t let the World rob you by identity theft, count your sins as dead, and not have your lust be fed. How? By meditating on that one shade of red, His arm stretched and the bloody crown on His Head. One shade of red. Enough Said.

Note: JD Bloom’s One Shade of White was the original inspiration for me to write the above.