Love With A Cost
Because I love you, I sacrifice.
I give up the I for you.
Even when it hurts, I endure the lies, the betrayal, and being spit on.
Because I love you, I sacrifice.
I sacrifice my innoncence becoming vulnerable, opened and unshamed.
Because I love you, I choose to endure the pain of being mocked and beaten.
Beaten to the point of not being able to be identified.
Because I love you, I should be accepted by the truth I carry and honored by my name.
Because I love you, Jesus I should believe your endurance cost you, your life.
Because you loved me, you accepted the ugliness of me making it beautiful.
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