I take a deep breath and let it out, centering myself. I have work to do.
The ego wants to react in kind, inflame the pain. I just want to stand in love, continue in love, try to keep on for the ones who have some chance to see the face of God.
I still love them, the ones in pain. I never said I didn't love, but I have said that I don't trust. And the consequences show me I was right not to trust. I can't trust my life to the control of those who can't control themselves, those who, refusing to awaken, know nothing but striking out in agony, in the nightmare. I will not respond in kind, because that is not me. I am awake and I know the love of God.
I love. I still love.
It's good that you still love but a shame that you can't trust. They need help so badly.
ReplyDeleteI'm sure you're a trustworthy man, who would never threaten to kill someone who you also claim to love. This is the kind of man I can't help because I can't trust him with my life.
DeleteI trust in God, and the Christ within. When I see that in this man's eyes, I will trust again, but not before.