ON A HILL FAR AWAY, STOOD AN OLD RUGGED CROSS

On a Hill Far Away. Stood An Old Rugged Cross.....One day out here in the gulf I banged my shin on some iron and you talk about hurting. It was like a wasp sting mixed with fire mixed with OMG help me Jesus....Then it hit me. All that Jesus went thru. All that he allowed to be done to his body by a hateful world. That beating. Those stripes. That lashing. Then those sharp nails driven deep into him nailing him to the Cross.....And instead of jumping around like I did when my Shin got smacked screaming because of the pain and discomfort, JESUS NOT ONCE MURMURED, NOR COMPLAINED.....INSTEAD HE SAID..."FATHER FORGIVE THEM"....Friends & Family.....WHAT A SAVIOR...Jesus only you are worthy of all true praise, glory and honor..... You died for our sins and God raised you up from the dead for our justification. FOR OUR REAL & EVERLASTING TRUE HOPE.....Amen