My eyes turned slowly to my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ,
Shame overwhelmed me
As I contemplated all He had done for me
Upon the cross
And afterwards, too.
I closed my eyes and lowered my head
But he reached out, cupped my chin in His large hand
And drew it upwards.
“Open your eyes,” He spoke gently
I slowly opened my eyes to the light that was Him.
“It has been a while,” He said.
Indeed it had.
The sadness in me poured out,
My sins, my hurts, my heart,
He took them in
And I could see my sins, my hurts and my heart
Reflected in His eyes and His face
As He never turned away from me.
Silence, as He absorbed me.
And then He simply said,