See

See through my eyes.
Do you know, do you know what I see?
I see beauty.
And I see brokenness.
They live together.
Now, we see dimly as in a mirror.
But then
Then we shall know and be known..

Clear as day.
Bright as a moonlit, star-filled night.

God is love,
and so must I be.

But God has already died for me.

It is not for salvation that we follow.
It is for love.
It is out of respect,
It is out of joy,
It is the longing to reciprocate what has been given.

And we cannot love until we are loved.