One Loves Someone or Doesn’t
I came back to You late
and still don’t understand
why the Father asked You to
die for me and everyone else.
I learned the Ten Commandments
as a child but never learned to love.
I don’t think one learns to love.
One loves someone or doesn’t.
One likes someone or doesn’t.
But there’s a canyon, isn’t there,
between the two—like and love.
I viewed your Father, I’m afraid,
the way I viewed my own.
My father did his best but he
was another fallen wretch like me
no different than Adam and Eve.
I have never understood why
Adam and Eve’s fall from grace
fell on everyone else and me.
Why must everyone pay for what
Adam and Eve did, I’d ask.
Now I no longer need an answer.
Now I simply need to remember
what I have always known
yet must wait to understand—
You died on the cross
and rose from the dead
for a wretch like me because
the Father asked You to.
That’s good enough for me.
Donal Mahoney
Donal Mahoney always believed even before a nun
in kindergarten taught him the basics. And now
in his dotage, after decades of misbehavior, he
wonders why he still believes and so many of
his friends and relatives do not. If he ever had a
doubt, one walk in nature would remove it. There’s
no Bang Big enough to be responsible for all that.
