“Do you love me?”

What a question! What is love? Is it an emotion, a train of thought, or is it something else entirely?

“Do you love me?”

The question repeated demanding an answer. Yet how to answer?

“I love you as a kinsman. I love you as though you were my brother.”

“Do you love me?”

“I love you as I love myself. I love you as I love my parents, my siblings, my best of friends.”

“Do you love me?”

It seems odd, on the first glance, as this question already had an answered. Yet here it is asked again. From the first glance it would appear ridiculous to question yet again one’s devotion to another.

That is exactly what is being questioned – the level of devotion and the answer given is not what was asked.

“Do you love me as I love you? As I am willing to die for you? As I am willing to suffer beyond comprehension for you?”

“I adore you as I adore my family. I will stand up for you. I will suffer ridicule for you.”

“Will you die for me? Will you die beside me before all the world, to be insulted and abused? Will you suffer my pain for those who hate me?”

“I adore you as my brother. I will stand beside you and bear their insults. I will raise my sword to defend you.”

“Do you love me as your brother in arms, your dearest friend and companion?”

“Yes, Lord. You are my brother.”

“Feed my sheep.”

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