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Shape of Crucifixion
a balance
of what is right
the good inside man
passed down
by his chosen twelve
blessing myself
in the name
of our Father
begging mans forgiveness
of the Son
who arose
from the dead
his Holy Spirit
I bow my head
in mans
horrible shame

Tears from
Heaven's Son
crowned with thorns
falls down
lashed and whipped
Flesh tore
like a broken man
shame bleeding down
his innocent face
sorrowful passion
cruelty in
this world

Inflicts so
much pain
with needles suffering
how could we be
so very cruel

Pain of endurance
carrying hurt
upon a suffering cross
to our king
crowned in Heaven
in his grace
pleasant company

You make
this world
a better place
filled with
your peace
Holy Spirit
inside loves grace

In our
Heavenly father's
light of
such beauty
in purity
a gift
from above
amazing your grace

Heavenly love
begs forgiveness
to all sins
of mans
shameful face
his only
begotten Son
died nailed
upon a cross

Crucified this day
persecuted an
innocent man
for our sins
with that
of others
look upon
the face
of justice

I Father
am ashamed
if only
I love you
one fraction
in his name

He said unto
his Almighty Father
pleading as
the darkness enveloped
rumbling his Almighty
voice thundering
in the Heaven's above
on our behalf
he pleads
for our mercy

Striking forks
thrown down
charged arrows
of lightening
from his altar
in the sky
his Father unhappy

On our behalf
I get down
upon the
knees in prayer
humbly shouting
to the Heaven's
adoringly praising you

I Forgive
them Father
voice of love
they know not
what they do
truly the
words spoken
from an Almighty King
divine in power
of love
in our salvation
paid for
our sins

Died our
precious Lord
pierced through
the side
savagery of man
oh precious king
I follow
your path
Lord Jesus Christ
the only Son
of the Father

On Calvary
on this his
begotten day
your son
laid his life
down for us
became our guardian

Holding our souls
in the palm
of his hands
tainted with
the sins
of man
our Blessed Trinity

My prayers
on this
holy day
loving you
my King
a little piece
in your Heaven

Hands clasped praying
unto the Heaven's
i rejoice
holding your name
upon my lips

Holy Father
my adorable King
I am just
a meek lamb
at your feet
your servant
Lord and Master
have mercy on
our suffering souls

As we weep
and mourn
in loves
valley of tears
see light
of our Savior
Amen in your Grace
Glory be
in your
name father
eternal Peace
of Love

Heavenly music flows on a midnight clear.
Santa trails the sky with his reindeer.

Sunrise breaking across a beautiful sky;
stillness of the angels banding close by.

The King of Kings salvation brings;
harmony embraced by angel wings.

Early risers miracles behold;
western star crowns His glory
with a ring of gold.

Daybreaks as His love showers the earth;
the world pauses in celebration of His birth.

You leave ,a power that is infinite, a soul that whispers through the universe, that's detach the wrong from the right, You leave the building plans of life that holds the keys to freedom that will unlock closed doors, that that holds the true purpose of my life's experience, You leave the chance to find my way when I'm lost, You leave a strength not only is within me but outers that will carry out and hopefully do the same ......

Jesus died and left us the gift of forgiveness
Making a way for all his children to Heaven

There will be no beginning and no end
Just like the Eternal Cross continuous bends

All we need to do is accept Him as our Savior
His love for us will never waiver

Written by: Kathy © March 27, 2024

Beaten with many stripes, body soared and pained. Non heard my plight, was mocked, was disdained. The thorns; my crown, ate into my flesh. My blood gashing down; soul, extremely distressed. I ignored their questions; i answered them not. They took my possessions; they did cast lots. Villified, but still determine; to finish my goal. Un-imaginable, my sufferings, was taking its tole! I bore sins, convictions, with two have noughts; thieves. What a great contradiction; against things i taught. Hanging from a cross, i, left to die. Soldiers, without remorse, being silent, i cried. My god my god, i call out; i thirsted. My friends scattered abroad, i, bore the curse. Forgive them my father, i pleaded, looking above. This was his answer: son, this is love!

You're going to hell
Thundered the preacher
Back and forth he paced
His black coat flapping

Preached the word he did
Of fire and brimstone
Shocking was the message
Congregation shook with fear

Choir sang hallelujah
As the sinners came forth
Wanted to receive the Lord
Claiming their salvation

Tent was packed up
At the close of day
Was time to move on
The Travelling Salvation Show

cross

angry tree

human instrument divine

we are cross he bore cross

cross

All of the animals are weeping today
For their loving protector has gone away
Leaves of ruby, gold, amber hanging down
Tears of crystal dripping to the ground

Small animals huddling in their dens
While large ones stood hanging their heads
All the woodlands and fields were in mourning
For the loss of their earthly angel that morning

She would come and speak to them softly
Loving and protecting them fiercely
She would take the injured and sick to heal
Returning them to the woods, air or field

They were sad for themselves but happy for her
For in Heaven she was with God’s creatures there
Walking among them – happy and free of pain
Knowing that one day they would see her again

The land covered in fresh white snow
The Sun shining across it causing it to glow
With tiny promising crystals the colors of a rainbow
Sustaining life through water that flows

The world was silent in adoration
As it awaited for its new King in anticipation
The new promise had come to earth
When one night in a stable a Virgin gave birth

He brought the promise of eternal life for those
Who believe that after He died He arose
A new Covenant had been born sent by God
To pave a path for all who accepted his gift of love

Water becomes a rainbow as the sun shines through
Now the New Covenant continues that promise too
God promised to send a Savior to save us from sin
If we drink of His water – we too will be born again

master oshiba was walking,meditatve,
in the zen garden..
master,show me the right way..
asked the young disciple..
master oshiba replied :
young man,what's your left foot's name ?