There's nothing pretty about the
cross my Savior"Christ" hung from.
At the very beginning of time he knew
the reason he had to come.
Our blackened sin he had to wear for
all the world to see.
Tis the only way that he could truly
set his people free.
The beauty of the cross is this..that
LOVE was hanging there.
And on that cross we all could see
his compassion EVERYWHERE.
His determination to do the will of
his Father was very strong.
He wanted to take his children home
where they do all belong.
So when you think of that cross and
the shame our Savior bore...
think THIS... that our sins are
gone.. to be remembered never more.
Poem Written by:
Valinda Johnson 4-8-10