Radical Theology

Because I love you

You can hurt me

Because we share a meal

You can betray me

Hand me over to the Pharisees

Take my living force, my love

And nail it to a cross

Because I know you 

And you know me

We can disappoint each other

Treat each other 

As objects

As tools

As a means to an end

Because love wounds

And heals

And makes us care 

About each other
When indifference would be so much easier

I feel alone
Because I love you
Because I miss you
And want you with me always

The animal that once roamed wild at night
Wants a home, a fire, a family, a kiss
And an embrace that tells me
"Perfect is resting in your arms alone."


Some days I see only the nails

I follow the trail of blood 
And see how we only seem to wound each other


Why did you kill me?
Make me your prize?
Give me another name
To make your life easier?


I am. 
You are my beloved daughter.
Take the risk.
Love me.


Cindy
March 28, 2011