To have love, to give love, to recieve love. There is a price to pay,
Jesus, paid with his life, the true sacrifice, the life he was living with his friends, ......
his friends.....
his friends.....!!!!!
where were they, when they were accusing him of the crimes he supposedly partook of.
What were his crimes?
What did he do wrong?
Didnt he tell truth?
Didnt he bring healing?
Didnt he allow for forgiveness?
Didnt he accept people for what they were?
Didnt he give women a right to be heard?
What was Jesus all about?
and WHERE WERE HIS FRIENDS?
As he hung on the cross, asking why he had been forsaken....
Did God his father forsake him, or, was he speaking of his friends?
He tried to pray at night, but, his friends fell asleep.....
He tried give notice that some friends would be falling behind, and not recieving the blessings of God, at least not right away....
He tried to tell his friends, his brothers, that their world in which they lived, was nothing of the world they knew....
He spoke to deaf ears, what did they hear?
He gave legs to the man who couldnt walk, where did he go?
Jesus, would you know him, if he walked up to y ou and said, hello?
Do you know his voice?
Do you know his life?
Do you know his face?
Do you know his lap??
Do you know his smell?
Do you know his spirit?
I want to know his all, know he will be there with me no matter where I go, I want to go, in his name, to become a fishers of men, but, i hate cleaning fish!!!!
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