Loving my first Love, my Lord

I wrote this in one of the communities 'Agape love' in Orkut where people were posting about how they loved God.


I told my Lord...

You loved me by giving me my tasty timely daily bread
I gorged it up without a thought of thanking you

You gave me a sound nights sleep inspite of all problems I was facing during the day
I woke up next morning and with a quick word of prayer which I can't remember was back to tackling my problems

I asked your help to solve my problems You helped me out
I thought my problem solving skills were getting better by the day and I got more proud

You listened to me anytime I wanted to talk to you
But I was busy with work, reading a book, watching a movie when you wanted to chat with me

For me you gave up your last breath on the Cross
I used the liberty of your grace and streched it to its limits by my sins

Lord, do I love you? I am not sure, I think I am doing a very bad job loving you
I am not even put up a pretension of loving you

But Lord, I am doing my bad best
I'm sorry I've been too selfish to love you

My Lord, my first and best love replied...

Don't feel sorry my son, Love means not ever having to say sorry
I dont demand you love, I did not love you expecting you'll reciprocate

I just love you. Period.