I wrote this whilst feeling quite sick and writing two papers. Go figure.
In attempting to be every man's friend, he indeed becomes no man's friend.
In wanting fame, he is humbled.
In reaching out, he finds he wants to retreat.
In always looking on the bright side, he is driven to depression.
In being surrounded, he is alone.
In living, he dies.
But God...
... in being despised by many, loves all.
... in humility, is the most famous man of all time.
... in our retreat, seeks us out.
... in His darkest day, did the most good.
... in the midst of our loneliness, surrounds us.
... in our death, brings us to life with Him.
So be it.
Alleluia! Come, Lord Jesus.
