Him bag stories

kzachar1 ooh that’s a God idea, lemme write that
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I love him.


Blood pools

It soaks,


Step after step of suffering step

Weighing baggage of what didn't even belong to Him

His eyes looking up, I believe they were looking up

What was He thinking? I know not of the pain

But of us, us, unborn

Not even formulated to anything worthy

To even be considered, we were not even alive

But still He thought of us, kept going forward for us

What did He see in me?

Blood thick

Blood stick

All over the heavy ground

Our sins so many sins weighing Him down

The more I think, the more I freeze

And I think and think some more on what His thought process was

How He forgave the people who mocked Him, while He was in pain

How He took care of His mother,

While He was in pain

How He declared that a sinner will be with Him in paradise

While He was in pain.

All of our baggage, Lord

Was willingly taken up

So we didn't have to unzip it

And unravel in shame.

Thank you Jesus.

I wonder if my thank yous will ever be enough

So I'll just take your hand and lean against You...

Hopefully that will be enough.

Jesus said to her, I am the Resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies, and whoever lives and believes in me will never die. John 11:25-26

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