Friday, April 10, 2009 / 10:37 AM
#60 Fall asleep w/ roses in my hand.
Good Friday.
Its amazing ain't it?
How someone so high and mighty can send His only begotten son down,
the son who was meant to be a King, the King of the Jews,
to be mocked at,
to be laughed at,
to be betrayed,
to be ostracized,
for us.
Us, we filthy little things,
who do all these sins,
who commits all these crimes,
who has all these worldly thoughts,
who, after time and time, never fail to disappoint.
Yet, He sent His son down,
to die on the cross,
Hands pierced.
With a crown filled of thorns.
They laughed at him, save yourself if you are the Son of God.
He could have just called down his legions of angels to save Him.
But no,
for us, He knew He had to die on the Cross.
Because His love for us,
Like a mother saving a child from a burning building,
Like a brother taking the hit for his sister in a car crash,
That love.
Amazing love,
how can it be,
that You my King must die for me.
Good Friday.
Its amazing ain't it?
I know that though the world may forsake me, my God, He will never leave me.
Like right now.
There are times I really feel like dying.
There are times I really feel so misunderstood.
Like there's no point in life y'know.
Days come and go,
Seasons change,
People change,
but God is always there,
Unchanging, Everlasting.
Thank you Lord,
for everything.
Good Friday.
Its amazing ain't it?
How someone so high and mighty can send His only begotten son down,
the son who was meant to be a King, the King of the Jews,
to be mocked at,
to be laughed at,
to be betrayed,
to be ostracized,
for us.
Us, we filthy little things,
who do all these sins,
who commits all these crimes,
who has all these worldly thoughts,
who, after time and time, never fail to disappoint.
Yet, He sent His son down,
to die on the cross,
Hands pierced.
With a crown filled of thorns.
They laughed at him, save yourself if you are the Son of God.
He could have just called down his legions of angels to save Him.
But no,
for us, He knew He had to die on the Cross.
Because His love for us,
Like a mother saving a child from a burning building,
Like a brother taking the hit for his sister in a car crash,
That love.
Amazing love,
how can it be,
that You my King must die for me.
Good Friday.
Its amazing ain't it?
I know that though the world may forsake me, my God, He will never leave me.
Like right now.
There are times I really feel like dying.
There are times I really feel so misunderstood.
Like there's no point in life y'know.
Days come and go,
Seasons change,
People change,
but God is always there,
Unchanging, Everlasting.
Thank you Lord,
for everything.