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Our Risen Savior
Why was Jesus born, was He born just to suffer and hurt? To be scoffed at and treated like dirt? That ‘s the story I got, the one that I read. They couldn’t wait to get Him nailed to that cross, to see Him suffer, they wanted Him dead! The salvation for all mankind, longing for death while hanging by nails on that bloody ole tree. Even His own people were given a choice, freedom for the Messiah, but instead they chose a criminal to set free. But Jesus knew all along and He knew that this day was His chosen day. No, He Didn’t want to die but He knew this was the price He must pay. They adorned His head with a thorny crown. And laid bloody stripes to His back as He bore His cross through the town. They gambled for His robe and nailed a wooden sign to the cross above His head. King Of Jews is what it said, King Of Mankind, is what it should have read. Just how different are we today, than the days when Jesus walked beside man. There is still so many that don’t believe when the proof is in the pan. The muslims admit Your existence, but they say You were nothing more than a prophet and a common magician. In my books You are my Savior, The Son Of God, The Great Physician. Without You and what You did, for all who choose to follow, Where would we be? And without You I dread to think where we would have to spend eternity. And I know a simple thank you doesn’t sound like much. We know we’re lost without You, You are our mortal crutch
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