Jesus’ proposal to us was made before jeering crowds On a lonely hill under a darkened sky For all to see.

He was naked, beaten and bruised Nailed to a cross which tore into his back Thirsty and longing for rest

It was in this public setting under these circumstances That He proclaimed his love for us.

His was a public confession How is it possible That we should alone know him in private And confess him in secret When it has cost him so much Why should it cost you so little And how will others know That we are no longer, “Available.” How will they know that our beloved has offered to make us His bride How will our other suitors, our former sin-mates Learn of our new relationship How shall they learn to fear transgressing that trust How shall we the hand and the foot, How shall we rejoice if what we proclaim Is behind the back and undercover

And how should those who do not know our love Come to recognize their need

If Jesus’ proposal to us was public How can your acceptance remain private? It cannot, it should not, and if it has Perhaps this is why your old More >