<\/a><\/p>\nThere hung upon a wooden cross<\/p>\n
He looks down at me<\/p>\n
Not down on me<\/p>\n
But into my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes blurred with the sweat and blood from the thorns that pierced his head,<\/p>\n
Fatigued from loss of life<\/p>\n
\u00a0And<\/p>\n
In excruciating pain,<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
His hands open, His raw and naked body exposed for all to see,<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
In pure anguish,<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
Into my soul His brown eyes penetrated my very being at the center of all that I am<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
\u00a0He spoke not an audible word<\/p>\n
But<\/p>\n
I heard everything in His eyes.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
There mixed with sweat and pain He was open<\/p>\n
To love,<\/p>\n
To hurt,<\/p>\n
To all who would rebuke Him<\/p>\n
For centuries to come.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
He was not just open to those women, who wept,<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
Wailed for their children<\/p>\n
But<\/p>\n
Also for the soldiers<\/p>\n
That hung Him upon this wooden cross,<\/p>\n
This human death.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
His eyes showed me only<\/p>\n
Compassion,<\/p>\n
Empathy,<\/p>\n
Forgiveness<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
Understanding<\/p>\n
For those who physically tortured<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
Killed Him.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
He held only love in the agony<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
Then we all heard Him<\/p>\n
Give up His spirit to God:<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
Death to the Son of God,<\/p>\n
Real death upon a tree,<\/p>\n
The death penalty for God.<\/p>\n
He died right there before my eyes.<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/p>\n
But before He closed His eyes to this world I locked eyes with His<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
He read my soul and gave me the opportunity to love Him<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
This I do every time I forgive another,<\/strong><\/p>\nAnytime I love unconditionally,<\/strong><\/p>\nEvery time I witness God’s love in another person.<\/strong><\/p>\n\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\nI locked eyes with Jesus Christ upon that cross in Calvary today<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
He loved me from across the centuries<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
Across the heavens right here<\/p>\n
And<\/p>\n
Now into my soul.<\/p>\n
He looked at me.<\/strong><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"This will make you feel Good Friday…<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":5,"featured_media":2724,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":[],"categories":[1],"tags":[99,428,53],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2719"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/5"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2719"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2719\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/2724"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2719"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2719"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/faithfilledmom.com\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2719"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}