Still He Went On

The depth and intensity of Your emotional suffering was so great.

You knew what was before You:

Your best friends deserting You,

Your physical suffering,

Having to watch Your mother watch You die,

Feeling, for the first time in Your life, separation from God.

You knew what was before You

and You did it anyway,

even with the choice to run or fight.

The despair You must have felt…

Overpowering,

Permeating,

All-Consuming Your Entire Being.

All this You felt and still You went on.

Your trust in God gave You such emotional strength.

How, then, can I be so emotionally weak?

I’m afraid to share Your story

because I can’t anticipate an exact reaction.

I say I trust in God,

but do I really?

If I did I’d be more bold.

I’d never cease a prayerful thought,

I’d never care another’s judgment.

I’d never carve my own legacy.

I’d only serve to make Your legacy known.

I’d only serve to make Your legacy known.

What You did is so beyond my grasp to ever know,

but help me Lord,

help me make it known.

16 Oct. 2012