Loving You in Your Weakness

The hardest thing
About loving you
Is while you are in your weakness.
I had this ideal
That you would heal
The wounds buried in my soul.
Yet, in your humanity,
You have revealed
Your brokenness.

I hoped love would fix
The flaws I carried
Within my identity;
That your affection would make
Me a believer
Anything was possible.
But the ring proved itself
To be a mirror.

How much of my desire
Was, in fact and fruit, lust?
A longing to be worshipped;
And would your affirmation be enough?
But Love is not self-centered.
We all fail, and Its proof remains
When we remember
The dust from which we came.

So...will I remember
To carry you when the world
Sits upon your shoulders
For eternity?
Will I learn to bring encouragement
When critics await their chance
To jab at your hidden fears?
Will I pray for you while you fight
Unspoken battles you will not share?

May I
Hope in times of despair,
Believe in times of doubt,
Provide in times of lack
Until we utter our last..
For if God could look upon
Our sin, and desire
Grace for our immortality,
Then may I continue to hold
Joy in the presence
Of your face in my life,
Whether in darkness or light.