Homecoming
You allowed Judas to kiss your cheek and turn you in.
Knowing that with his kiss the hour of your death would begin.
Those who once praised your name now with anger shout
To crucify the man who uses the devil to cast demons out.
In front of the same crowd they whipped you until near killed.
Now because of your stripes I AM HEALED.
After all that you managed to carry the cross of OUR burdens on your back.
Only you knew that turning from sin would be a strength my soul would lack.
With a crown of thorns and three nails you hung naked on the cross.
From on High you asked GOD to forgive your lost.
As the crowd started to leave you announced that it was done.
At that moment they realized they had killed the one.
But a poor peasant carpenter is a King sent by GOD? How could that be?
It is because you opened your arms wide and showed your rather DIE than LIVE without me.
Now like a FATHER coming Home you are calling to your Children
saying "I'm willing to forget and forgive. Confess all sins."
"It is time to crucify the flesh and take up your cross."
"I have been here the whole time. You were NEVER LOST."
"When times got rough you chose to go at it alone."
"Now that you have learned...WELCOME HOME!"
Copyright © Christina Hons | Year Posted 2015
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