Quando passei pelo Porto, entre navegações na Web, encontrei este texto que imprimi por achar que me dizia muito... Reencontrei-o ontem no meio de um livro. E decidi partilhá-lo... é que a pergunta final continua a ecoar bem dentro de mim... e a ser um verdadeiro mistério.
You ask me why I follow this Jesus?
Why I love Him the way I do?
When the world's turned away from His theachings
and the people who serve Him are few.
It's not the rewards I'm after
or gifts that I hope to receive.
It's the Presence that calls for commitment
It's the Spirit I trust and believe.
The Lord doesn't shelter His faithful
Or spare them all suffering and pain;
like everyone else I have burdens,
and walk trought my share of rain.
Yet He gives me a plan and a purpose,
and that joy only Christians have known,
I never know what comes tomorrow,
But I do know I'm never alone.
It's the love always there when you need it;
It's the words that redeem and inspire,
It's the longing to ever be with Him
that burns in my heart like a fire.
So you ask why I love my Lord Jesus?
Well, friend, that's so easy to see,
but the one thing that fills me with wonder is
why Jesus loves someone like me.