“If you can learn a simple trick, Scout, you’ll get along a lot better with all kinds of folks: You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view, until you climb inside of his skin and walk around in it.” – Atticus Finch, To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee
"I want to KNOW Christ! Yes - to know the power of his resurrection, and to particpate in his sufferings. and Yes! - even becoming like him in his death..." The Apostle Paul, Letter to the Philippians
“....and He was crucified, dead and buried; and descended into hell.” - The Apostles Creed
“for there is nothing heavier than compassion. Not even one's own pain weighs so heavy as the pain one feels with someone, for someone, a pain intensified by the imagination and prolonged by a hundred echoes.” ― Milan Kundera, The Unbearable Lightness of Being
TO HELL WITH JESUS
Oh how low just how low must I go? Oh how deep into the darkest parts of Me must I be dragged to? Oh how far low must I truly, TRULY go to to feel what I need to? A low, just as low as Me, for Thee.
Oh how lost Just lost must I become to truly feel those eyes looking onward, not answering my heart-song round the fire? And I try and stumble on just to find myself in Hell if Hell be called a place where Truth cries out unanswered As lost, just as lost as Me - for Thee. As lost, oh! Just as lost as I came - for Thee.
Oh, how dark Oh how dark must I see? Where seeing amounts to nothing and silence so loud I swear it screams? To wake up in a world so upside-down and wrong so void of all things known as Truth and Love and Amen As Dark, the Darkest Dark, as Me - for Thee As Dark, Oh! Blackest dark - as I went to, love - for thee.
Oh how sweet Oh how sure this sweet sweet vengeance! This resting assurance like a warm coal just burning in my chest A Truth fighting Frozen through the cold and the broken the bones all beholden as Truth burns in Silence As sweet - oh! How sweet it was for Me As sweet, just as sweet as Me - for thee.