How Can I Hate

How can I hate, Lord, when You love?How can I hate when You are full of mercy? 

I am made in Your image. 

How can I hate when I, too, am bruised and broken?How can I hate when I, too, have bruised and broken?

I am no different. 

How can I help but love, and love deeply and compassionately?How can I not see You in them? How can I not see them in me?

Perhaps when we are blind, we see. 

I focused on my pain and I forgot who You were. I focused on me and disregarded You.

Slowly, I turned.

Away from me, back to You. And my eyes were open, my heart was freed.

Perhaps when we are blind, we see.