The Highest Accolade

Thank you, Lord,

for sharing with me

your pain.

The smarts of a loving heart –

neglected and rejected.

The constant ache of giving oneself –

and being thrown in the dustbin.

The utmost vulnerability

of offering, of sacrifice –

being ripped to pieces.

Only true friends

share everything;

sharing means trusting;

sharing means honouring;

it is the highest

accolade.

So thank you, my Lord, for sharing with me

the almost unbearable agony

of unconditional loving.