Reborn

by Sally Law

The sun had lost its shine, disappearing into black folds of the sky. The earth was a tent of gloom the day He died. God's only begotten son was tortured, unrecognizable, suffocating to death by barbarian crucifixion. The mob watched as if it were a sport. "Save yourself , if you are who you claim to be. God's son? Show us your power!" I know what they said because I was there. I heard them. I watched them. I could barely look. Such physical suffering was too much to take in. I looked, anyway. How did you do it? You didn't say a word in your own defense. It was then, I understood. My sins... had driven you to this act. My lostness... caused you to reach across the great divide and take hold of me. My desperation... was your concern. A love so unlike my own, flooded my soul. Standing at the cross, I was changed. Something pure and divine happened that day. The end of your life was the beginning of mine. My sins were forgiven, and I left them there... at your feet. I had been reborn.

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Faith Poetry Contest contest entry

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2020

A book that made the death of Jesus more real to me, and the inspiration of this poem, is still in print. A Doctor at Calvary: The Passion of Our Lord Jesus Christ As Described by a Surgeon. Paperback, November 18, 2014, by Pierre Barbet M.D.

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A freestyle poem of my faith.

Reborn

by Sally Law

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