Lord, Remember Me

(This poem views the Crucifixion through the eyes of the thief who hung on a cross beside Jesus) I know the crimes that have brought me to this cross, and that I deserve to die. But this Man cannot deserve such torture. All I can do is to wonder why. This broken Man who is hanging beside me; what evil has He done? Is the only crime He ever committed simply claiming to be God’s Son? If I were Him I would just give up. I would curse my accusers and die. Yet all I have heard from this brave Man is a barely audible sigh. There is something different about this Man that I simply cannot explain, the manner in which He handles suffering and the way He deals with His pain. Could this Jesus be who He says He is? I think I am starting to believe. If I confess my sins and regrets to Him, will His blessing I receive? So I gathered my courage and spoke to Him. I asked Him to “remember me”. Now I feel the weight of my sin has lifted, as if my soul has been set free.