I decided that since Good Friday is tomorrow, I would post a poem that I wrote which is appropriate for this somber day. Remember that Jesus died for you as you read it, and meditate on what His death means in your life.
Bodies.
Writhe around in pain.
Hiding in my shame.
I turn my face away.
Suffer.
What do I know of this?
I, like Judas' kiss,
Condemned my Lord to die.
Feel.
Thorns pierced in His head.
See His skin stained red.
I drove in the nails.
Died.
Christ did it for me,
So I could be free.
How can I do less?
-AshWin-
Love, Ash
2 comments:
Hi Ash,
Thank you for such a beautiful poem that you wrote for Easter.
I hope you do not mind that I shared it with our readers on Poppa’s Care Page update. It seemed to nice not to have a wider coverage.
xoxo Always
Nan
Hi Ash,
Thank you for such a beautiful poem that you wrote for Easter.
I hope you do not mind that I shared it with our readers on Poppa’s Care Page update. It seemed to nice not to have a wider coverage.
xoxo Always
Nan
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