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.