Love Him Like He Loves


How can I love a God who already has everything?
What can I offer Him that would truly mean anything?
And sometimes it’s so hard to think what to give to our Lord
He can create from nothing and all I have are empty words.

But I’ve heard them say that he came among us
He came as a baby, so small and helpless
And I’ve always thought it was just to save us
Or as an example, perhaps, to guide us,
But perhaps his mother Mary, knew that he came

So she could love Him like He loves her,
Hold Him like He holds her,
Know Him like He knows her
Jesus became poor so we would finally have something
To offer to the One who created everything

And I know that Jesus chose twelve disciples
Even though He knew that they would deny him
Why He came is often hard to imagine
Yet when He was on the cross that we deserved
His friends got to give him something in return

They got to love Him like He loves them,
Hold Him like He holds them,
Know Him like He knows them.
Jesus became poor so we would finally have something
To offer to the One who created everything

I admit, at times, I’ve envied some their place
Like Veronica, who washed our dear Lord’s face
But now I know I’ve been blessed with that same grace
For when I hold the cup of Christ’s blood outpoured
Like His mother Mary, I’m cradling my Lord

I get to love Him like He loves me
Hold Him like He holds me
Know Him like He knows me
Jesus became poor so we would finally have something
To offer to the One who created everything

I'm praying for you!

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