NAILS OF THE CROSS
The nails placed in his hands and feet
Crown of thorns upon his head
pain filled eyes gazing out upon us.
My soul within me cried in agony
as my eyes watered with my tears
Then, Then he raised his head just a bit
looked straight into my eyes and I felt
the pain of the nails wrap around my
soul the words wafting through my ears
“I go to my Father’s house to prepare a
place for you”
I knew then the precious blood of Jesus
washed away my sins and the nails in my soul
would be my reminder each day.
Watching as the rivulet’s of blood ran down his
brow into his eyes I knew I was saved by this
Son of God and I would follow his teachings for
the rest of my days.
As he became weaker his head drooped lower with the Crown of Thorns
digging deeper
Each drop of blood hitting the earth with no sound just small puddles,
had me inching closer to gaze in wonder that this man of God ..no wait Son of
God bled like the rest of us.
Then they brought him down from the cross so his women folk could prepare
him for burial, twas then I noticed where each drop of blood had fallen
a small tree was sprouting up.
Each one a Dogwood tree the bark like the wood of the cross, the flower
with the blood drop in the center like the cross, the petals white for the purity of
Jesus' love for us.
I praise and thank you Jesus for being in my life.
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Sat Oct 06, 2012 12:57 am by Lora