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Tree of Life
This time every year I think of Him. I yearn for when He calls for me Once a little twig of the tamarind tree all dried up with no leaves. Rotten core, ready for forest floor. He gave me water, I sprouted pores. Sprig to branch then a thriving tree. This time of year, they come for me. Cut is severe but I feel no pain. I've waited longing for His claim. I hear His voice and am very thrilled. Today, my destiny will be fulfilled. 'Forgive my heaviness,Your Grace.' He smiled, lovingly I was embraced. Then I felt through my fibrous shell, The torture of the souls in Hell. It was not I that was heavy, it was the load of sins He had to carry. I fell, He lifted and held me closer. Then He carried me to Golgotha, all the way upon His shoulders. Spit, taunted they whipped His body. Nailed, I held Him up in all His glory. Crown of thorns, I stood with pride. Nothing could topple the King and I. 'Forgive them for they know not what they do.' Then I cried as He died for them and not for this piece of wood. He said; 'You have earned the right, people will bow before you as today, you have become the Tree of Life. T M Ioane (For Easter Celebration)
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