A glimpse into your heart oh Lord Jesus, how can I take more than a moment's flash.
Pain that severe would be un-imaginable! The suffering and cost seems so surreal.
As the memories begin to play back again, the horror of the brutality fills every scream.
The breaking of emotion toward your very people. Loving them so much you had to finish the plan.
Now you call, call them to join you, Yet they cannot hear for the filth and sin.
Your screams mean nothing to them. They dismiss the reality of your Truth and call it a story.
Your prophets shout and trumpet your Word, So that none will be left desolate, not even one!
Just to hear your children say in all their pride, "That may be true for you but not for me!?"
How can you step back in agony and simply reply, "I didn't suffer for a few, I willingly died for ALL!"
The Truth of The Most High God…. Is NOT an OPINION!
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Just a Glimpse
PoetryOne day I was wondering what could be going through Jesus' mind as he looked at today's generation; the suffering of the people He gave up His life for. It was painful to think about. As we come closer to the final hours of this age, the reality of...
