You walk towards Him.
He reaches out His arms to embrace you.
You lunge forward and hug Him with every ounce of your being.
Your fears melt. You are eternally safe.
Yet, you feel a sharp pinch on the side of your head.
You notice a thorn from His crown is hitting you.
You feel a pain in your side.
You feel just a bit of the lance which pierced Him.
Your feet resting on top of His, begin to sting.
At the touch of the nails driven into His feet.
Your hands holding His become red.
The burn of the nails in His hands, melts into yours.
The tighter you hug the more of His pain you feel.
You begin to know God and His love.
Yet, you call it suffering?
My friend, this is a gift.
To walk the way of the cross with God.