Family Matters

He took our stripes
To give us health
We took His stripes
To gain our wealth

He gave up His crown
To redeem our thorns
We took His crown
To blow our limitless horns

He gave us His tears
To soak our enslaved ground
We took His grief
To silence conviction's sound

He gave us His word
To fight our guilt
We took His word
To grab what others have built

He took our tree
To give us life anew
We took His tree
To do all we desire to do

He took our spear
To give us unity in spirit
We took His spear
To make a megaphone so the WORLD would hear it

............WE RULE THE UNIVERSE......

...............................because Jesus WINS!!!!

He took our grave
To give us resurrection
WE took His grave
And erected a stone of insurrection

that reads:
         You did your job, Jesus
         Now your family will take it from here
         Our grand status, wealth, health, and intellignece
         Will deliver our enemies into fear

Written by Trudy Schrader on 07/02/2018

Note: Let's get it straight...Daddy God is who we pray to, and His name is LOVE. Jesus is the Way who made it possible for us to talk to His Dad without being incinerated by a HOLY and AWESOME God. If we continue to think that the purpose of Daddy God is as small and earth bound as our biggest dream, we will never engage in His vision to make a world without FEAR!
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July 2, 2018 at 10:57 PM
Hi Trudy.. I loved reading your poem this evening with a delightful bedtime tea. I look forward to reading more of your creative works tomorrow.. sleep well!
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July 3, 2018 at 4:25 AM
Thank you! It felt good to write it, but the reality is one of the most difficult things to deal with in this life. What is the point of having children? Awe, yes, for the joy of being part of their growing up process. I wouldn't have missed that for anything.
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