(Poem) - Liable to be Loved

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Liable To Be Loved

He shows me His open hands,

The wounds do break my heart.

He shows me His thorn crown,

And my spirit wants to break apart

He shows me His side wound

And I agonize in my mind

But then He shows me His smile

And not a trace of sorrow, I find

I whisper – I’m not worth it

He proclaims that I am

I shout – I’m not worthy

He speaks that I am

I complain that I’m sinful

He says my sins are no more

I ask if He has ever NOT loved me

He says – NEVER BEFORE

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Hi. 

As a lot of you know I'm not really all that much of a regular poster on here as much as I would have loved to be, but I'm still working on it. I've got my own good reasons, but I won't be addressing those now because I'm here to talk about something else, which is much more important.

I'm here to talk about sharing the Christian faith.

Why do we expected to be treated in this world any better than Jesus was?

If Jesus suffered in this world to live the right way, then you must also know that you shall suffer also to be his follower. 

If Jesus was spat upon, insulted, disregarded, and even killed