Pure Love

Accepting responsibility

It is easy to misunderstand

There are many parts of the story

Parts I am smart enough not to share here

 

I can paint you the picture of a victim

Make it all seem so pitiful

I can give you the psychological justifications

As they have been revealed to me

 

The cross I bear

Is not that of things that could have been

But of choices that I freely made

Certainly they were influenced

 

But at the end of the day

I still made the choice

I sought acceptance in the wrong place

I said yes when I should have said no

 

Over and over and over

I chose to build a reputation a certain way

No one made me, I chose that

Now I can see why it happened

 

Then it was just living life

Sometimes I wonder

How much easier would the “good” life be?

If the echoes of the past were not there to haunt me

 

Then, as always

I am reminded

This is the present

This is where you are to live

 

The past is done

All of my reckless stupidity, hidden desperation

Every sin, past present and future

Has been paid for

 

He who has been forgiven much will love much

Oh my King, my love for you is beyond measure

My sin has been cast as far as the east is from the west

My love for you is greater than life itself

 

I pick up my cross daily

No longer through shame

But through devotion, adoration

Beautiful, pure as pure love gets