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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required It's funny how once your heart starts beating your body starts to decay. It's crazy how we go through our lives thinking we're actually living, but we're dying. Going Day by Day saying, "Live It like your Last." And Indeed it could be your last because your heart can stop beating as fast as a snap. But some 2000 years ago a man was born. Who's alive today and helps us get through our storms. "Peace Be Still" and he calms the stormy seas. Waves his hand over water and wine is the replacement on this scene. One word and the dead heart starts to beat, and that isn't even his most Miraculous feat! Because he was beat until he was bloodied and unidentifiable! The same stripes on his back are the ones that fly across our flag. Burdened to carry the bridge that believers can cross, to get to the land that they're promised. Stakes in his Hands! Stakes in his Feet! Not Philly or Cheese. Red Blood gushes out that turns our black souls white with a holy gleam. Spear in his side so that we can be by his side. "Father they know not what they do!" He drops his head then he.......... Dies. Buried in a tomb that's borrowed. Only to rise tomorrow's tomorrow Giving us a chance to repent our sins and believe so that after death, we will live. But only after acceptance that he died for you and that you believe that his love is true. I guess I can finally understand the cliché line. "Everybody Dies but not Everybody Lives."
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