Sunset by Inle Lake, Burma

A man sat by himself, silently in prayer.
“Dear Jesus, you know how much I love her.
You know how wonderful she is. Of course you do. You made her, every cell, every attribute, meticulously made. The problem is I can’t go further.”
    Why not?
“The past hurts, pains and anguish.”
    Then let me have it. When you cannot carry all that, I will carry it for you.
“It has been so long since I’ve loved anyone. I don’t know if I could…”
    Then love her the way I love you. And I will show you how.