Thus says the LORD:
When Israel was a child I loved him,
out of Egypt I called my son.
Yet it was I who taught Ephraim to walk,
who took them in my arms;
I drew them with human cords,
with bands of love;
I fostered them like one
who raises an infant to his cheeks;
Yet, though I stooped to feed my child,
they did not know that I was their healer.
—Hosea 11:1, 3-4
As if the first were not enough—
God's boundlessness in Mary's womb—
a second miracle was done:
Th'eternal made itself a room.
The ever endless love of God
within a heart of flesh and blood,
the Logos entered human bonds,
the loves that draw us heavenward.
The infant on his mother's breast,
her eyes upon him filled with love,
a father's tender first caress:
Himself the wellspring drank thereof.
The friendship of his brothers, then,
the service he so oft received,
he turned in love to serving them:
He washed them and he bid them eat.
Now in his sacred heart reside
the many human loves he knew
within the ceasless ocean tides
of love divine and ever new.
As flowing out and flowing in
God's loves and our loves intertwine
within the heart that beats in him.
He walks these seas to reach our side.
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Christ and the sacred heart, c. 1200 AD, East wall inside porch, St Mary the Virgin, Eryholme By Profsdmartin1 – Own work, CC BY-SA 4.0, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=113970803