Imagine what it would be like it I could have been there

Holding your hand and wiping your tears

See you go through all your pain

All for me and my sinful stains.

What it would be like seeing as you were whipped for me

To help save me from all my iniquity

Helping wipe up your blood

To show that you are cared and loved.

What if I were able to was your feet

To show you that your servant was near

To show you how grateful I am for you

And all the suffering you endured for me.

You left your comfort place to be killed for my sins

When you knew you were without fault

Not once did you complain about it

Not once at all.

So this time is all about you and what you did to save me

Thank you Jesus for the cross and for dying

In place of me.

A little Easter poem in rememberance of Jesus and what he did to save not only me but everyone. He sacrificed his life for us so that we may be able to dwell with him, and He also opened up a direct connection with God for us.