Sharing in Love

 

     Sharing

     Love

What’s it all about?

 

Why should I care about

     another’s pain?

Why should I share it?

     Hear it?

        Live it?

           Breathe it?

 

Why?

Why should I love?

Why should I share?

And why lay bare

     myself

     for others to know

     to trample upon

     to see inside

          to joke and jest

          the fear

          the frailty

          the frustrations

          the angers,

          pains

          and griefs?

Why be reminded

     of what is past?

          Why?

 

God you comforted me

     you healed me

     you lifted me

     and you made me new.

 

I’m free

     free of all that’s held me

     free of the guilt

     free of the chains

     free of the lies

          that Satan’s told.

 

So, why to share it?

     Why to give?

Why to listen
     and why to care?

Surely another’s struggle is his own?

How can I give
     and give
     and give again?

 

Yet, how can I not?

 

God wants for me

     to comfort others

          as He’s comforted me.

 

He says

     it’s in giving

          you shall receive

     in dying you shall live

     when you give up your life

          you shall gain it.

 

But, it’s not only that …

 

Jesus in me

     cannot help but love

     and long to see

          people free.

 

Jesus in me

and I in Jesus

     that’s what scripture says

 

     He loved me

     He died for me

     He delivered me

how can I hold back?

how can I refrain?

I’ve a message of hope

     that I must give out

     hard though it is

I’ll share

and I’ll love.

 

But hard it’s not

it can’t be

 

God says

     he who would love God

          must love his brother also

 

If I don’t love my brother

     then I don’t love God.

 

But I do love you God

     I adore you

          with a depth of emotion

          words can’t express

          it has no feelings

          but it is intense.

 

That same love’s for

     my brother

     my sister

          — good or bad

          happy or sad

I can’t hold back

I won’t hold back.

Copyright © 1985 Fran Woods

 

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