Breath by Breath

My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? I’ve never withheld anything from you. My hands have always been open. Why would you ask this of me? Why would you ask of me the child who made me a mother? You know, even now, she is yours. I am holding nothing back from you. Oh God, my God, the sacrifice is overwhelming. Father God, you know this pain. And I am Your child! How could you bare to ask this of me? The Bridegroom-King told me: “Listen, my dearest darling, you are so beautiful-you are beauty itself to me! Your eyes glisten with love, like gentle doves behind your veil. What devotion I see each time I gaze upon you. You are like a sacrifice ready to be offered.” You still my mind, my Jesus. Breathe deep. I am surrounded by love, I know. And I answer you, my Bridegroom-King: “I’ve made up my mind. Until the darkness disappears and the dawn has fully come, in spite of shadows and fears, I will go to the mountaintop with you- the mountain of suffering love. Yes, I will be your bride. I will unite with you in suffering, and join my life, heart and soul, with yours.” “So Lord, don’t hold back your love or withhold your tender mercies from me. Keep me in your truth and let your compassion overflow to me no matter what I face.”