Maggies Poem
Do you know, do you understand,
That you represent Jesus to me?
Do you know, do you understand, that when you treat me with gentleness
It raises the question in my mind
that maybe He is gentle too?
Maybe He isn’t someone who laughs when I hurt.
Do you know, do you understand that when you listen to my question and you don’t laugh, I think, ‘What if Jesus is interested in me too?’
Do you know, do you understand
That when I hear you talk about arguments
And conflicts and scars from the past, that I think, ‘Maybe I am just a regular person instead of a bad, no good little girl who deserves abuse.’
If you care , I think maybe He cares.
And then there’s this flame of hope that burns inside of me for a while.
I am afraid to breathe because it might go out and I will once again have nothing
But a God who mocks and laughs and ignores me.
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