YOUR BROKEN HEART MENDED MINE

Your eyes locked in a loving gazeWords were not necessary - You had been chosenPapa’s heart was breaking but you knew It had to be done.A decision soaked in Love and Mercy,Grace and Compassion,Sorrow and Pain,And Passion – a mission!Wrapped in swaddling cloth and held in the delicate but firm hands of a maiden.Through she was naïve and inexperienced you saw obedience, desire and wisdom.How did you feel dressed in human flesh? - A “made-in-your-likeness” baby?You! Perfectly God yet perfectly man.32 years on, your purpose unfolded12 simple men by your side, questioning, always questioning,Crowds following, some smiling, some sneeringLadies reaching for your cloak, emptying perfume jars on your feet,Eager to hear you, feed you and wash your feet with their tears.The donkey and the PalmsThe 12 simple men at the dinnerThe garden – bleeding with sorrowThe betrayalThe interrogationThe denialThe crown of thornsThe floggingThe wood plunks, heavy on your backThe excruciating journey up the hillThe nails in your hands and feetThe gush in your sideAaaah!Papa turned awayDeserted you to bear it allYou became sin, but you hadn’t sinnedAlone, wounded, mocked, despisedThe last breath and you were gone.What happened down under?What did you there?What did you see?Three days laterYou came forthThe stone was rolled awayThe BATTLE wonYou took the keys of death and hellNow I immerse myself in your blood,I use your Name – the password to LifeYour obedience paid my ransom - bought my freedomYou are coming again, do not tarry I prayBut that I would be ready when you return.Copyright © Mary Odeke Ongwen 2010HAPPY EASTER!http://www.feedburner.com/fb/a/emailconfirm?k=KM2wtjVaiz&i=24354594