That’s the way I love you

Evil calls to evil;  it calls on itself.
Good calls to good; it calls out to itself.

They reside side by side;
Neither will the other abide.

The thing I say is not the thing I want to say…

The thing I write is not the thing I want to write…

The thing I do is not the thing I want to do…

the one to whom I speak,
the one to whom I write,
the one for whom I do,
is a child I love.

That’s the way I love you, He said.
I speak as I do,
write as I do,
do for you as I do,
because, my child, I love you like that.

Grow me in that love, Father.
Help me grow in the love that speaks
goodness to all whom you call children.


About wlebolt

Life comes at you fast. I like to catch it and toss it back. Or toss it up to see where it lands. I do my best thinking when I'm moving. And my best writing when I am tapping my foot to a beat no one else hears. Kinesthetic to the core.

Posted on February 15, 2017, in Christ, Christian, God, love, poetry, writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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