TEARS

It was the sound of sobbing that finally drew me to him.

I'd searched for hours, looked in all the usual places and                          at last I'd found him.

   

Could this really be my strong, majestic, powerful Lord,

bowed down, consumed by grief, body racked by sobs?

I felt so helpless. I knew it was us, his creation, that

caused him so much pain and I could do nothing. I couldn't

stop the wars, the injustice, the poverty and starvation,

couldn't stop the rejection of him and his love. I could only

gaze in horror as he did.

Through his tears he looked at me for just an instant

and in that instant I knew the truth.. It wasn't us, his

creation, that had caused his grief, it was me, just me. It

was my unkindness to others, my unjust and malicious

remarks, my selfishness and greed and worst of all my

rejection of him that was the source of his pain.

I couldn't bear the thought. I wanted to fling myself at his

feet and beg his forgiveness and promise never, ever to do

it again. But I didn't, it wasn't the time for false promises I'd

struggle to keep. Instead I just sat by his side

and wept with him.