“He suffered; died; and was buried”

 

Within prayers…I’ve recited the line

 

Repetition without understanding the meaning

 

How could He suffer? He was Spirit Divine

 

But now…as I ponder the significance

 

As I realize He “truly” became man

 

He would feel with a human mind and body

 

He could feel fear… and suffer; as I can

 

On His knees He prays in the garden

 

Calling out…to His Father above

 

With the knowledge of a future foreboding

 

He relinquishes His will; for the souls He so loves

 

How it must feel; the anguish; the torment

 

Possessing the knowledge of betrayal to come

 

Knowing those He loves will turn against Him

 

To fear and persecution His loved ones succumb

 

His body will suffer horrific torture

 

Brutal inhumanity; He is forced to endure

 

Though His body is beaten and battered

 

The Spirit perseveres; the Spirit remains pure

 

As blood flows from His mangled body

 

He washes each of my inequities away

 

Giving hope for a life…eternal

 

Through His suffering; my debt He does pay

 

He hangs from the cross; my innocent Shepherd

 

He suffers; the body yearning for death

 

“They know not what they do” He whispers to His Father

 

Beseeching forgiveness even unto His last breath

 

“It is done” His final words are those of power

 

Prophecy fulfilled; through the sacrifice of the Son

 

Resurrected; to become one with the Father

 

A new promise; a new covenant is begun

 

My lips will speak prayers with new sincerity

 

Empathy and understanding; within the words I say

 

Easter; His sacrifice has new meaning

 

My heart is now one with the words that I pray.

 

Written by TaVona Salaz Treadwell

 

 

 

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