The Day Before The Cross

I wonder how He felt the day before
Knowing what the morrow had in store.
Was He anxious or nervous about what was to be his fate.
Or was He filled instead with bitterness and hate
He knew He was suffering for something He hadn’t done.
Was He filled with pity for Himself because He had to be the one.
Did He beg and plead, hoping for a change of plans.
Ord did He instead drop to His knees with His head bowed over clasped hands
Asking for the strength to endure what He knew had to be.
Knowing this was the only way the people He loved could ever be free.

We too are asked to endure what sometimes seems unfair.
We too have our crosses we have to bear.
How would we feel the day before
If we knew what the morrow had in store.
Would we be nervous or anxious about our own impending fate.
Would we be filled with bitterness and hate.
Would we have pity on ourselves and beg for a change of plans.
Or would we drop to our knees, bowing our heads over clasped hands.
Asking for the strength to endure what we knew had to be
So that those we love could be happy and free.

1993 (Age 23)

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