I am the great sun, but you do not see me,
I am your husband, but you turn away.
I am the captive, but you do not free me,
I am the captain but you will not obey.
I am the truth, but you will not believe me,
I am the city where you will not stay.
I am your wife, your child, but you will leave me,
I am that God to whom you will not pray.
I am your counsel, but you will not hear me,
I am your lover whom you will betray.
I am the victor, but you do not cheer me,
I am the holy dove whom you will slay.
I am your life, but if you will not name me,
Seal up your soul with tears, and never blame me.
By Charles Causley, © -1, All rights reserved.
For some reason, this poem which I read eons ago, just touched me so much. Being that this is Holy Week, an important time of the year that I try my best to “feel” the Passion of Christ and look into my own soul to see where I have succeeded and where I have failed.
The Agony in the Garden is one of the Sorrowful Mysteries of the Rosaries that I struggle with the most. It’s not that I don’t understand Our Lord’s sorrow, I just can’t help but wonder how anyone can love humankind that much to suffer in the Passion that he chose. I understand slightly what it’s like to have a faith that I love so much, and am unable to discuss it or show it in many ways in my own home….it can make for a very lonely existence at times. But, when I come to pray on the Sorrowful Mystery of the Holy Rosary, I don’t feel so alone anymore.
I know I don’t often put up a religious post, because I know of so many who come here are not “into” the religious theme…..but I ask that you please placate me. And for those who don’t mind, I sure can use your prayers. For those who don’t pray….send me and especially my daughter Lisa and her children Christian, and Liana a few good thoughts our way, if you don’t mind.
Love you all,