Having been through a number of heartaches in my life, I reflected that there are very few things more tragic than unrequited love. It's so fundamentally human to face rejection some time or another in our lives. That pain, that longing...it stings, it suffocates. Shoulders burdened with sighs.

Imagine how Jesus felt when after having done the ultimate act of love for us, we chose to reject those nail pierced hands, the very hands that saved us.

My unrequited love is that insignificant afterall.