He groped his way up the mountain
His heart thumping in his chest amid laboured panting
What he actually sought, no one knew
Perhaps he himself had no clue
he chanced upon something yonder
Amid the parading darkness, he could barely see far
With frail hands he reached and saw what it was
It was a cross, an old rugged cross
It had no beauty nor did it possess any jewellery of earthly splendour
Alone it stood, desolate of love and honour
“Rubbish! I’ll burn it for firewood” he spat
In flaming vexation, he lifted his machete to cut
“Wait” pleaded a solemn little voice he heard
“At this cross the greatest love story was written”, the man said
Not with pen or ink but with love unconditional.
“With nail scrapped palms and bruised-red skin I save at no cost
I am Jesus who hanged on this cross to save you and all that are lost
I died for the world and love them more than they realise”
“How much do you love the world?” he retorted with teary eyes
Jesus showed him his bruises and bleeding palm
Will you take My cross to the world in sacrifice.
And let them know I love them and have paid the price.
“Yes!” He answered as he picked up his cross with all his might
So he left, not just with the cross on his back but also in his heart
Inspired By: My Lord Jesus
Compiled by El Eduardo
©2016
Wow!Interesting,More grace bros♥
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This is a really beautiful piece, i must say. Heartfelt!♥ Keep at it and i pray for more grace to be able to write much more and even better!
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Thanks
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Very lovely!!
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At cross where I first the light and the burden of my heart rolled away. It was there by faith I received my sight.
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We bless God!
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This is really touching bro
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We bless God!
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