My sorrow is only a shade heavier than the dark clouds hanging over me like a death sentence. The crowds milling about beneath Your feet heard You crying in a loud voice... “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
Tears liven my tongue. Somehow the crowd has vanished, for when my eyes connect with Yours, all I see is You and me. All I see is love and truth at its purest.
I see in Your eyes the very words You didn't say in these six excruciating hours:
Your arms stretched out east to west speak to my soul...“I thought of you before the foundations of the earth.”
As You look down upon me from the cross, with every drop of blood running down, You declare... “I forgive you, of every sin you will ever commit.”
Every agonizing moment You endure this cross, You are saying to me “There is no shame in this. This is for the Father's glory. It is my joy to take your place.”
As I stand here looking up to You, surely You hear the teardrops welling up in my soul.
Surely You know my heart has leapt out of my breast to run into Your arms.
You feel the weight of my sorrow, yet it is but a mere fraction of the agony You are bearing for me...
As You breathed Your very last breath, You again cried out loudly... “I love you forever.”
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