Pain
When one is hurt by God to learn
Remember
What we get we earn
Like swats from dad when we were kids
For manifesting hidden ids
So when we now encounter pain
Think back on when we were insane
When hurting others was our way
For reasons Satan said to say
When all we thought of was ourselves
And putting others on their shelves
Pointing fingers with our pride
Disregarding tears they cried
Pledging love
Then losing touch
Wondering why we wept so much
Talking more than listening
Never giving them a ring
Suffering is how we start
To learn what’s on our Father’s heart
Like thoughts beyond the human brain
Where deep within we feel God’s pain
John Christopher
1982
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