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by Kathy Barnes
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It began with a kiss from a trusted friend and coworker,
The kiss of death and betrayal, and of bitterness and hate.
Was this not one of His chosen, which had walked with Him daily?
Was thirty piece of silver, all His life was worth?
He had not come as a warrior, but a servant.
Why did they come to Him with swords?

Had not these same people, which now clamored for His crucifixion,
Not welcomed him with Palm branches,
And shouts of Hosanna the day before?
They did not fear Him then, but begged to touch His robesí hem.
Did He not feed this crowd with fish, bread and words,
Only a short while ago? Did they not ask, for more?

Had he not amazed them with His teaching in the synagogue?
A second ago, was he not respected? What had changed?
Godís deep love for man was being displayed,
For the entire world and the angels in heaven to see.
The angels were in awe of such love of the Father for sinful man,
For He had not sent His son, to redeem even one of them.

The One, who came to set all men free, was now the prisoner.
He who preached love, truth, and forgiveness,
The holy anointed One, was led away in the chains of man.
He who commanded legions of angels, by His word,
Humbled himself to Godís plan, and manís depravity.

He was dragged, before an earthly judge, and a mockery of a court.
Lies and accusations filled the air, and broke His heart.
Yet He stood strong, and refused to answer their charges.
Charges were read and bought without causes
And punishment assigned to an innocent man.

Forty lashes minus one where placed across His back.
A leather cord with bits of glass and wire and metal
Pulled huge chunk of skin and flesh away.
He was beaten to the edge of death,
So badly that his mother would not known Him.
Still He held the angels back, to do His Fatherís will.

Blood was drawn; He could have left, but for me.
The soldiers not knowing their peril, spit in his face.
They tried to humiliate him, who rules over them.
They mocked, and placed and crown of thorns upon the Son of God.
Still He held the angels back to do His Fatherís will.

They placed upon His human frame the cross of Calvary.
He struggle with it weight as he walked Via Delarosaís
Long road of sorrows and shame.
Thinking only of me, He placed one foot in front of another.

Then he laid His body down upon the cross, freely
And trading places with me, He took my nails.
He took my shame, my pain, and my death
For He could see what I could not, Godís hand of Love.
Still He held the angels back to do His Fatherís will.

And in that monument when He hung up on that tree.
He took my sin and lost His innocents and holiness.
He, who had never known fear, guilt, or shame,
Or the indignity of nakedness, or failures, took my pain.
He who had never known sickness or disease,
Knew the pain of living in a dying decaying body of sin.

Jesus had never known, what it was to be completely alone,
For The Fatherís presence had continually been with Him.
And He cried out, ďMy God, My God why you have forsaken me.Ē
For righteousness and evil and not inhabit the same heart.

He tasted an excruciating and agonizing death for my sake.
In order that I might find a way, home to God.
Still He held the angels back to do His Fatherís will.

With the only language He knew, that of Love,
He opened wide his arms and gave up His spirit.
No longer held back the angels shook the earth,
The land trembled and the temple fell.
Not one stone was left standing and
The veil of the Holy of Holyís was torn, from top to bottom.

Satan thought that He had won and celebrated
Until Christ took the keys of Hell and set its prisoners, free.
He rose again three days later,
First to earth and then to heaven.

It began with a plan, and a promise to return long ago
But soon, it will end with a shout heard for all eternity.
You see He is coming back for me!

It is only a matter of time, until He takes His place as King.
Will you be His willing servant and reign alongside Him,
Or will you be disgraced and tossed into a lake of Fire?
I know my answer, for His blood covers me.

If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW

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Nancy Sullivan  25 Aug 2010
Kathy, Your love for the Lord and your passion to share flows with such power. If you didn't share, your heart would surely explode. Keep sharing and God Bless. Nancy


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