In His Image Poem by Mark Sauer
In His Image
Did He make us fruitful
So we could share His pain,
Simon-like to bear His
Cross, a few steps, again?
When we love a thankless
Child, and yet heedless brim,
Pouring unreplenished,
We nearest come to Him.
When our children fail us
And lash out as we prod,
In that very moment
We most resemble God.
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