i find it difficult to place myself - at the foot of the cross - when i truly stop to think about - the bloody mess of human flesh - my heart just stops - betrayed by those who claimed to know him well - not showing any sense of loss - would i have partnered in the cowardice? - and run away afraid i might assume the cost -what a gracious and loving god - who would give his life for me - even though he knows me to the depths of my soul - he has set me free - so i will take this bread - and i will take this blood - even though i could never deserve this love - what a gracious and loving god - who would give his life for me - it must have been amazing scenery - to see the ever-darkening skies - but i can scarcely wrap my mind around - the moment when they drove the spear into his side - the mess of blood and water pouring down - the haunted look in people’s eyes - would they ever even realize - the one they turned away had come to save their lives - there is not a single sound that i could utter - that would be adequate at best - to bring relief from the emotion deep inside me - the words i wish i could express
