Poezie View of the Cross

In the stillness of the night as I lay upon my bed

In my mind I viewed the Cross-

Hanging there weak and beaten was my Savior



Nails driven into His hands and feet

His side pierced and a crown of thorns upon His head

His back with marks of His beatings



Realizing that by those stripes we are healed

Healing for my heart, mind, soul, body and spirit

Knowing that He hung there granting me forgiveness



Love glowing from His eyes as softly He spoke

"My child I have done this for you that where I go you may come also

I am the Light, the Truth, and the Way. No man cometh unto the Father but by me

Come unto me and I will give you rest."



The plan of salvation completed

His purpose in life fulfilled

I bowed before the Cross-of Calvary



Yet in the weakness of His torture He embraced me

Forgiving me, engulfing me with His love

Asking that I walk in His light as He shines it before me



I turned to walk away but I glanced back and He hung there no longer

I walked on coming across His borrowed tomb

The stone had been rolled back



The tomb empty yet His presence surrounded me

As His spirit hovered over my being

Looking into the heavens softly He spoke



"For I go to prepare a place for you."

My task was before me to serve Him daily

And all He was asking that I gently place my hands in His hands and to serve Him



His presence goes with me

My cup runneth over

For the joy of the Lord is my strength



Upon my journey often I glance back, seeing only His footprints

For He picked me up carrying me over the perplexities that life often renders

His love and strength flowing through my body and spirit



As He leads me beside those still waters of life

I'm standing in His presence as He leads me gently

On to greater depths and heights



Knowing I shall dwell in His house forever

Throughout eternity

His only requirement is "Follow Me."