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?
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