the passion
As I am preparing my heart to hear from God this Easter season, I began thinking about a poem that I wrote a couple of years ago. I was inspired to write this poem back in 2009. It travels from His Agony in the Garden of Gethsemane, to His Suffering on the Cross at Calvary, to His Victory at the Empty Tomb. The Passion On the darkest of nights where one life dwells I found in a Garden him fighting with Hell There was sweat filled with blood and prayers full of grief Agony, suffering pleading for relief But no one would listen not Father, nor friends When the traitor came it was surely the end He was exposed by a kiss which was part of the plan Horrific suffering and wrath as death drew near to this Man His friends forsook Him His family fled Abandoned by all He would soon be dead He was spit upon, and mocked beaten and flogged He was given a cross and commanded to walk In pain and weakness He climbed that great h...