- Foot of the Cross -

Discussion in 'Spirituality/Worship' started by deecrossett, Nov 7, 2002.

  1. deecrossett

    deecrossett New Member

    - Foot of the Cross -

    Fearing the battle was over
    And I'd already lost the war,
    I was tired of trying and failing.
    I just couldn't fight anymore.

    So, dragging my battle-scarred body,
    I crawled to the foot of the cross.
    And I sobbed. 'Oh please, Father forgive me.
    But, I tried ... I tried ... and still lost.'

    Then, the air grew silent around me.
    I heard His voice just as clear as the dawn:
    'Oh, My child, though you are tired and weary,
    You can't stop, you have to go on.'

    At the foot of the Cross, where I met Him,
    At the foot of the Cross, where He died,
    I felt love, as I knelt in His presence .
    I felt hope, as I looked in His eyes.

    Then, He gathered me lovingly to Him,
    As around us God's light clearly shone.
    And, together ,we walked though my lifetime
    To heal every wound I had known.

    I found bits of my dreams, long forgotten
    And pieces of my life on the floor.
    But, I watched as He tenderly blessed them,
    And my life was worth living once more.

    I knew, then, why I had been losing.
    I knew why I had not grown.
    At the foot of the Cross came the answer:
    I'd been fighting the battle alone .

    At the foot of the Cross, where I met Him,
    At the foot of the Cross, where He died,
    Then, I knew I could face any challenge
    Together - just my Lord and I.



    - author unknown -
  2. Ihop811

    Ihop811 New Member

    What a wonderful poem. It made me cry.
    Thanks for sharing!

    God Bless,
    ~Patty