why do i do the things i do?

[this was written by mary, but i feel the same way, and i just cant find the words to say it]


The proverb is true. Hospitality causes the lightning to strike you. Sometimes you get paid with bad for doing good.

I call your name when you were alone and you don't answer.
I smile at you and you frown back at me.
I hold out my hand to you and you don't take it.
I talk to you and you don't listen.
I try to understand you and you blame me.

Why do I go out of my way to do these things to you then?

I didn't have to call your name... I just didn't want you to be lonely.
I didn't have to smile at you... I was sad.
I didn't have to give you my hand... I would have been quicker without you.
I didn't have to talk to you... I felt sick and wanted to go home.
I didn't have to try and understand you... it was your problem, not mine.

Why do I go out of my way to do these things to you then?

Sometimes I want to give up. I don't gain anything from being nice. If anything, I lose.

I don't understand. But I'm gonna keep doing the things I do cuz that's what Jesus would do.


i also do i because i love you, and i think of you as a friend