In Weakness
God had a son he loved.
I have a son I love.
God watched the sorrow and the nails. I would not wish it but I believe I could bear it too; I understand the pride of pain. But God never had a daughter. If so
he could not have borne her passion. I say this for I have two daughters. I confess there are days I love them more than I love God, or at least more than I love truth. So yes, in weakness I love them.
But I am the father of girls. *inspired by A Father’s Story by Andre Dubus
I have a son I love.
God watched the sorrow and the nails. I would not wish it but I believe I could bear it too; I understand the pride of pain. But God never had a daughter. If so
he could not have borne her passion. I say this for I have two daughters. I confess there are days I love them more than I love God, or at least more than I love truth. So yes, in weakness I love them.
But I am the father of girls. *inspired by A Father’s Story by Andre Dubus
You remind me of my husband, John. He says the same thing.
Thanks for stopping by, Sarah…your husband sounds like a good man.
I am just now learning of “the pride of pain”…although I don’t understand it. (We had a split chin this week…I cried more than my boy).
As a mother, I believe that, were God female, watching the pain of a son would be beyond ability.