I stand at the cross in awestruck wonder,
Fingering the blood soaked wood,
One question echoes thru my mind....
Why?
Why did it have to be THIS way?

Slowly, gently, the answer whispered
In my heart....
Would you say that it took great strength and courage to
See it, embrace it, follow thru with it?
Yes.
Would you be able to worship a god who
Did not have that strength and courage?
No.
Would you say it took a lot of love to follow thru with it?
Yes.
That is how much I love you.

I stand at the cross in awestruck wonder,
Fingering the blood soaked wood
One emotion reverbrates thru my soul...
Gratitude.