The Bond and the Bind

 
     
 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Bond speaks, “Our hearts knit together, we enhance one another.

The Bind responds, “You are mine.  I will never let you go.

The Bond muses, “How does love best express itself?  I long to be with my Beloved, but what if my Beloved does not return that longing?

The Bind insists, “My Beloved will in time learn to be content at my side.”

The Bond considers, “Does my Beloved learn voluntarily?”

The Bind shrugs, “What does it matter?  Only the result counts–my Beloved safe at my side.”

The Bond reacts, “You speak of safety.  Yes, you could convince me with such a word.  I quake with fear when I give my Beloved freedom.  Harm, danger, dark pits and trapdoors litter my Beloved’s path.  But does safety have a higher claim than freedom?

The Bind rejoins, “How can you speak of love when you don’t surround your Beloved with comfort and security?”

The Bond ponders, “How quickly can comfort and security turn into padded cells and locked doors?”

The Bind sniffs, “I’m only doing what I think best for my Beloved.”

The Bond counters, “May any of us make that choice for another?”

The Bind insinuates, “Come now.  You are more experienced than your Beloved.  You have a responsibility to keep your Beloved from making the same mistakes.  Think of the productivity of a life free from mistakes.”

The Bond ruminates, “But how did I learn best?  From the things that came easily, or from the headlong interaction with life, wrestling the problem to the ground, even perhaps being lamed in the process.”

The Bind snaps, “So you wish lameness on your Beloved?  Some lover you prove to be.”

The Bond regroups, “No, no not lameness, but growth, the growth that leads to maturity, to depth of soul, to the inner glow of a heart with firsthand experience of the faithfulness of the Father, the seal of the Spirit, the redemption of the Son.  It must not come secondhand, not through me, but through my Beloved’s intimacy with the One who loves far beyond what I am able.”

The Bind retreats, “I only wanted the best.”

        The Bond asserts, “I have given the best.”

 

 
 

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