April 7, 2012

It Was Not the Nails That Held You

My rebellion was the spit that flew in Your face.

My apathy was the scourge.

My pride screamed down the Via Dolorosa.

You were nailed for my every single selfish urge.
But it was not the nails
that held You there that day.

It was Your love for me.

I have struggled understanding this love.
Help me, Jesus, fully believe.

In Your love.
In Your love, so beautiful.

post signature


  1. Amazing. Thank you for the reminder :) It is hard to believe in His love for us yet it is so evident!


I'm thrilled you've stopped by for a visit! I hope you feel as though we're sittin' together on my front porch while drinkin' somethin' warm; simply sharin' life with transparency. :)

Whether you are a first time visitor or a long-time reader, know that you are welcome here in this community. Put your feet up awhile and make yourself at home!