WHO WILL CARRY THE CROSS?
Not sure of what you think
when the cross comes to mind
But I am certain it couldn’t compare
to what in reality you would find.
The most disgraceful way to die
there ever has been or will be..
to be crucified alive
hanging upon a tree
A death so hanus
Twas reserved for the worst of men
Yet our Lord and Savior Jesus
Chose this way to free pardon our sins
They beat him that day
Spat in his face
The angry mob cried CRUCIFY
as they stood at Pilates gates
The Roman soldier
cut him with his whip
leather strips
with balls of lead at the tip
Cutting into his flesh
over and over, ribbons so deep
his back and legs so bloody
onlookers did weep
Announcing the king has come
they threw a robe about his frame
Laughter all around
as the “King” is proclaimed
“KING OF THE JEW’S”
they shouted in scorn
Pushing upon his head
a crown of sharp thorns
For a scepter,
he was given a stick
As he was beaten
and brutally kicked
They beat his crown
down deep into his scalp
the blood in his eyes
running like an open spout
Finally the robe
That was dried to his flesh
Is pulled off so suddenly
It was like whipping him afresh..
Returning his garments
they make their way
along the Via Dolorosa
Jesus walked that day
The heavy wooden beam
was tied to his shoulder
Imagine the weight
like as unto a huge boulder
He walked with no complaint
Yet he stumbled at the weight
The Centurion Soldier
Who is anxious for his fate
Selects a stalewart onlooker
Simon of Cyrene from the crowd
He orders him to take up the cross
To refuse he was not allowed
At Golgotha,
Jesus is offered wine with myrrh
Refusing to drink the sedative
Away his head he turns
Simon is ordered
to place the cross on the ground
Jesus’ body is shoved backwards
as the cross abruptly came down..
His hands and feet were pressed
against the rough hewn tree
His arms stretched open wide
his legs slightly bent at the knee
The nails..
were large, heavy and square
Imagine a railroad tie
and the holes they made to bare
Toes pointed down
his body was placed…
The pure weight of his frame
what torture he faced..
Think of the cramps
the flesh that tore from the weight
Think of the agony
the price that Jesus paid
“Father forgive them
for they know not what they do”
Praying for those who crucified him
He loved them too…
Just think.. he was GOD!!!!
he could have gotten up at any time
He could have spared himself the agony
Yet remember the prayer “not my will but thine”
There were two
who hung along side him
Yet only one believed
Receiving pardon for his sins
God, manifest in the flesh
could feel each spasm of pain
A WILLING sacrifice
Jesus IS his name.
From Noon until three
Darkness befell the land
“It is Finished”
Salvation was at hand
Jesus had done
what he had came to do
His mortal body
he gave up for me and you
At that same moment
Jesus had died
There was an earthquake
The whole earth cried
The Roman Soldiers
not trusting he was gone
pierced him in his side
deep unto the bone
Twas on Good Friday
Jesus was laid to rest
Wrapped in a linen cloth
In this tomb he was but a guest
For on Sunday Morn
when Mary and Martha came near
Jesus was gone
they cried “He is not here”
From the Grave
three days after his crucifixion
Death could not hold him
Jesus, our Lord and Savior had risen
The cross remains a symbol
Of what Jesus gave
A painful reminder
of the price Jesus paid
The cross is not pretty
some fairy tale lore
Atonement was made
our iniquities he bore
So when I see you
with your cross you wear
I hope you fully understand
the whole story there
Now we await
the lambs return
He is coming back
for a people who yearn
A bride who is ready
to go back with him
A bride unspotted
free from sin.
Who will carry the cross
till he comes back again?
This burden of honor
The greatest for any man.
Written By Serena Ellison
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