Love (III)

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Love (III)   by George Herbert

Love bade me welcome, yet my soul drew back,

Guilty of dust and sin.

But quick-ey’d Love, observing me grow slack

From my first entrance in,

Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning

If I lack’d any thing.

“A guest,” I answer’d, “worthy to be here”;

Love said, “You shall be he.”

“I, the unkind, ungrateful? ah my dear,

I cannot look on thee.”

Love took my hand, and smiling did reply,

“Who made the eyes but I?”

“Truth, Lord, but I have marr’d them; let my shame

Go where it doth deserve.”

And know you not,” says Love, “who bore the blame?”

“My dear, then I will serve.”

“You must sit down,” says Love, “and taste my meat.”

So I did sit and eat.

 

I have been thinking a lot about love this week spurred on by an amazing chapter in The Good and Beautiful God, my small group, and the above poem by George Herbert.  Is it a coincidence that a biography about Mother Teressa was planned for our homeschool curriculum at the same time?    Questions about how I accept love, how I want to love others and what love really should look like are consuming my soul.

 

Thinking.  Praying.  Sharing.

 

 

 

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