impossible

One of the fine ways
I offer you
To do your time
On earth through
The joy I have
Resident in Me
Is to love your neighbor.
See, I want you to
Believe.
See nothing else
But what I leave
To you to do
In my word
Which you
Must uphold.
In it is truth.
They will know you
By the love you have
From Me.
This they cannot do.
This they see
When you love the
Unloveable,
Those whom I bring
Into my fold,
Into the thing
I have become
In all of you,
Church, house of worship,
The things you call it
Do not matter,
This they see.
You love the unloveable.
They see Me.