Chosen Nails

Passion burning
In silent obedience
As whips whistled
Through the air
Snapping and cracking
Lines went taut
Ripping skin and bone
Being pulled back
Evil taunts of hatred
Stirred the air
While weeping wails whirled
amidst desperate pleas
But battle of love
Pushed through the pain
The unknown journey
Of grace and truth
As fists pound
The face of love
Crowned thorns
Embraced eternal wisdom
Crushing beam
Of death upon the back
Love pouring from
Each faltering step
This journey began
Before the nails were picked
To pierce the hands
Of one man above

Thank you Lord Jesus for dying for me, taking the pain and sin upon the horrific death of the cross so that I can have eternal life with you. Your gift of salvation and grace is immeasurable but so precious to me.