tough love
no doubt there comes
a point when
tough love
blows its
horn.
the kind of love that
nails down
hands,
crucifies flesh.
i just don't see myself as a
roman soldier, able
to pick up the hammer.
but if that's what it takes to
bring you home
to break your pride
to clip your stride
then God, give me
strength.
2 Comments:
I will pray this with you and for you, because, let me tell you -- there are times, there still are some and i'm sure there will be may more, when I have prayed the same for myself and someone else.
well, i don't know how the romans were exactly loving... but i suppose that's the Father's 'tough love'
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