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[aid] => mick
[title] => The Cross
[time] => 2005-09-20 10:57:08
[hometext] => I can't help but thank God for that cross...
[bodytext] => The cross So tall and strong He hung there My Lord, my God "How much do you love me," I asked as I cried. He didn't say a word; just spread His arms and died. "Why didn't He answer," I wondered aloud. He left me alone in the midst of the crowd. I turned my back on Him and for three days I took it out on the world with my disbelieving ways. Then, the third morning, I walked to the tomb. I wanted to see if the rumors were true. "I'm lost and confused, Lord," I prayed As I approached the tomb where He had been laid. I looked inside. There was no body to be found. No evidence of theifs. I looked around. I began to cry and question His love for me. A Voice said, "My child, did you not see? My answer, not of words, but of actions and grace. I loved you so much, for your sins I have paid. "How much do you love me?" You asked me that day But to answer you, I had to go away For a time I went and I fought for you I have won and risen as I said I would do. The voice ceased and I turned to look at Him The One who loved me though I sinned I realized then that His love for me was greater than the earth And nothing could compete with what He thought I was worth The cross So tall and strong Could not keep my Lord there For long [comments] => 3 [counter] => 167 [topic] => 11 [informant] => kcampbell [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => ChristianPoetry )
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