When Christ draws near

When Christ draws near

When Christ draws near

It is the shattered soul that Christ draws near,
The deeper the abuse, or neglect ,suffered at the hands of others,
Those also consumed with self-hatred;
These share in the true sorrow and horror of the cross.
It is the souls of the rejected the downtrodden
Show to us the suffering Christ.
Nothing in life can keep God’s love from flowing out
Into the bleeding lacerated hearts of those crushed by life.

Those who do evil are also close to God’s heart
Who else can see the depth of hell and still love,
Only that which is infinite
Unending,
Deeper than all oceans,
Infinite love has no depth
For there is no end to it.

The twisted body of Christ on the cross
Mirrors to us our own deepest selves,
Reflects back onto us our rage and anger,
Our lashing out at what is good and innocent.
Yet after being tortured,
Flayed alive,
Crowned and mocked,
Then the cruel crucifixion,
Surrounded by hatred and violence,
He said:
‘Father forgive them, for they know not what they do.”

Christ does not offer escape from life,
Suffering he took upon himself to journey with us,
He became our souls,
Feels all our sufferings and yes our joy, for God is one.
In our sufferings and private hells he resides with us,
He does not flinch,
He carries our wounds,
Such is infinite loves ability to carry the sufferings of mankind.

Only in love can we be free from the tyranny of hatred, revenge and sin,
A prison built by souls consumed with pain and rage,
Only God’s grace can find a way of healing
Something beyond our ability to understand or even comprehend.
Foolish is it?
Well yes the wisdom of God is folly to man,
At times I am tempted to not believe in such a love,
To give up,
So much pain,
Borne by so many.

In prayer we are one with Christ,
One with mankind,
Our prayer becomes the prayer of Christ,
Bringing all into his mystical body,
Lived out in this pain racked,
Blood soaked world.

Yes it can be hard to believe,
Yet we are loved,
Treasured,
In that is our joy,
A joy that does fill the world
Yet we often do not see it,
Our eyes are clouded by our narrow perspective.
God perspective is like that of a parents actions
Not understood by the child,
Only much more so.
So never give up hope,
When things are the darkest,
When we feel our pain the deepest,
Our failures stare us in the face and accuse us,
Know the you are loved and it is then that Christ draws near.

Do I understand?
No I do not,
The absurdity of life is a lie,
Often easier to believe in than the Eternal,
Faith is a gift as well as a choice.
In times of darkness I choose to believe.
Yet I understand those who do not share my faith,
They to are searching,
Seeking,
That is what we do.

It is best to love and not judge,
The human heart is deep,
Only God truly sees,
Knows,
In judging we often judge ourselves.

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