Thursday, January 03, 2013
I come to Jesus--crucified
And yet far more alive
Than anyone I've ever met.
He was fully dead--as dead as rocks--
And yet he lives and breathes and eats,
And more than that--He transfers life
To all who come, who come as His.
I come to Jesus--Lord of all
And yet a humble man
Who cares about the least, the last,
The broken and the maimed;
He honors them if they trust him,
And more than that--He hears their prayers
And answers from his love.
If we have died with him, we will also live with him.
(From 2 Timothy 2:11 ESV)
Image credit: Leo Reynolds. Some rights reserved. This particular poem by JLS is public domain.