Excerpted from Closer by Fr. Bob McConaghy
We pickup our cross daily and follow Him to learn to love unconditionally. Let’s be captive in God’s love, in a way Elizabeth Cheney wrote in a poem popularised by Archbishop Fulton Sheen:
I slipped His fingers, I escaped His feet,
I ran and hid, for Him I feared to meet.
One day I passed Him, fettered on a Tree,
He turned His Head, and looked, and beckoned me.
Neither by speed, nor strength could He prevail.
Each hand and foot was pinioned by a nail.
He could not run or clasp me if He tried,
But with His eye, He bade me reach His side.
For pity's sake, thought I, I'll set you free.
“Nay -- hold this cross,” He said, “and follow me.
This yoke is easy, this burden light,
Not hard or grievous if you wear it tight.”
So I did follow Him Who could not move,
An uncaught captive in the hands of Love.
