*Religious Poem*
You love us even if we do not deserve it. You sent your son to walk this earth. He spoke your teachings and led people to you. We must go through Jesus to get to you. The Son of God. Jesus. His touch could heal. His words could bring back life. His blood could save this world. He died for us so that we may be free. Tortured and abused. He was forsaken but never forsake us. Whipped, kicked, beaten. He deserved a crown made from the best of jewels, but he got one of thorns. He never sinned, but suffered as if he did. Crucified for us, and upon that cross he still never left us. He is the Son of God. He could have saved himself, but instead he saved us. Forgive them for they don't know what they're doing. Through all his pain he still loved us and still loves us. He died for us. "It is finished." That isn't the end. He rose again, three days later. He went to live with his father. To prepare his kingdom for those who believe. My God is coming for his children. Those who praise him. Who do you know who would do that for us? We ought to be more grateful. More thankful. Thank you Jesus, for setting me free!
Happy Easter!!!!!!!
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PoetryCollection of thoughts, short stories, and poems. About the worst of life, or the best. Sometimes we want to fix this broken thing called life. But we should choose the easier route. Escape it. Just fly away.
