A Holy Week blog poem
Suffer–
I despise the word.
Why?
Why not?
Rebellion.
Our rebellion.
That is why.
Suffer–
Life is suffering.
I wish it were not.
But it is.
It really is.
Not you?
Just wait.
Or not.
Why not?
No love.
No real love.
Love suffers.
Love sits with sufferers.
Suffer–
He sits with sufferers.
He weeps with sufferers.
He dines with sufferers.
He knows sufferers.
He suffers for sufferers.
He rises for sufferers.
Suffer–
Follow the Sufferer . . .
For you
For the world
For the lost
For the outcast, downcast, tossed.
Follow the Sufferer . . .
Beyond the tears
Beyond the pain
Beyond the grave
Beyond the suffering.
Follow the Sufferer . . .
In faith
To hope
To joy
To love,
Eternal love,
No tears or fears,
Pain or grave.
Suffer?
What suffering?
Suffer is suffocated by the Savior.