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Dec 2011
I hear tale

of a man

courageous

loving and simple.

He died one day.



For what you ask?

well I'm going to

tell you about this

man before the talel.



He was born in

a manger. Since

birth he was to

be named king.

Not king of the

land and not the

richest in material

things but king

of the kingdom

of heaven.



Jesus Christ

was his name

and today we nailed

him to a cross.

He bled for me

and you. Every drop

for every sin and

every wrong thing

you have done.



He was brutally

tortured, whipped,

smacked, chained,

carried a cross down

the road to Calgary.



Filled nothing but

passion of

forgiveness is

what willed a

mortal man to

open the gates

to heaven.



He was even

tempted for

40 days

and 40 nights.

by the serpent

liar. There he

proved he was

the son of God.



It is even

with his last

words that he

forgave us for

killing him.



Today take a

second and reflect

and know that

a man named

Jesus Christ

died for you.
Josh
Written by
Josh  32/M/Michigan
(32/M/Michigan)   
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   --- and Eliza
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