November 11, 2005

A Sonnet of Sonnets, # 6

Christina Rosetti

Trust me, I have not earned your dear rebuke,-
I love, as you would have me, God the most;
Would lose not Him, but you, must one be lost,
Nor with Lot's wife cast back a faithless look,
Unready to forego what I forsook,
This say I, having counted up the cost,
This, though I be feeblest of God's host,
The sorriest sheep Christ shepherds with His crook.

Yet, while I love my God the most, I deem
That I can never love you over-much;
I love Him more, so let me love you too;
Yea, as I apprehend it, love is such
I cannot love you if I love not Him,
I cannot love Him, if I love not you.


For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons neither the present not the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord. - Rom. 8:38

In hot pursuit,

SD...etc

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

thanks for the encouragement...it's always a blessing to know that you pray

God was alive and real to the kids at that retreat, and I'm thankful that He used us guys from PBC. It's definitely a blessing.

ashish