The Manic Cross

Soul Snack 125/10 ... The Manic Cross

Ragged words were hurled from the cross, they were abandoned into an atmosphere seeping with both resentment and redemption.

Bleeding an undiscriminating forgiveness, bellowing unqualified grace, His torn body still lacked no love. His blood was seeping, but His love was not.

No inhumane act, no corrupt injustice or malevolence of man would ever rob Jesus of His very fabric.

His incorruptible spirit leant upon a corruptible body, yet no sin would be found in Him.

For my sins He was thrown to satan, for my eternity He rose again.

Jesus is always love - that manic cross changed nothing. Nail's could not pierce His love.

Releasing verbal forays into the atmosphere of forever, Jesus signed the earth with His blood and painted the heavens with His righteousness.

Jesus sealed my future as He withheld no jot or tittle of grace, mercy and love.

This manic cross nailed the Messiah, so that I am not.

About the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, "Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?"—which means, "My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?" (Matt 27:46)

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