How you must have loved us, Lord.

Giving all you had, yet seldom thanked.

Misunderstood, though meaning well.

 

Did you continue suffering after the cross?

Bearing the pain of rejection

from those to whom you had given yourself in love?

 

Love given, but scorned.

Forgiveness given but refused.

And so, you continue carrying pain.

 

This is love.

 

Is this how we too need to love?

To accept and forgive?

To carry the cross alongside you?

Along with the pain that never ends?

 

marja