The Cross

The cross…
I rarely write about it;
it hurts too much
because it costs so much,
my life
and yours.

The cross…
crossroads into life –
“No one comes to the Father
unless he comes through me,”
said he
who died on that cross.

The cross…
death leading to life;
whoever does not take up his cross
and follow Jesus
is not worthy of him,
not worthy of him…

The cross…
foolishness to the nations
and a stumbling block to the Jews,
a stone of offense,
the cross, it crushes, it hurts;
there’s no glory!

The cross…
God forbid that I should glory,
save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ,
by whom the world is crucified
unto me,
and I unto the world.

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