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THE TOMB IS STILL OPEN

THE TOMB IS STILL OPEN

THE TOMB IS STILL OPEN

Cowards to the Cross

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

Lay down on a wooden cross.

Men will hold you down

because the pain is excruciating.

Blood will spurt

from your hands and feet.

The platform

will be raised as pressure is applied

to your wounds.

You will bake in the hot Sun.

You will barely

hear those that detest or love you.

You are dying

for the forgiveness of Sin.

You have

placed an identity representing ‘One’ God.

You knew that you would die.

I have never met

anyone who would go through this.

We, unfortunately would be cowards.

A coward

to Faith is a coward to the Cross.

To be in God

you would need

the courage from oppression.

To be in God

you would protect

your ‘Belief’ with your own life.

To be in God

you would not be

undermined by the Faithless.

Ultimately, your oath would be to a Spirit.

To be in God

His Promise

of eternal life cannot be reversed.

Have the Cross

taken down with your dead body.

Have soldiers

pull the nails out with a tool.

Have them drag

your body to a donated burial vault.

Have others

clean up the blood trail.

Have some

wash your body before closing the tomb.

The tomb closed.

Angelic forces

God Himself flourished birthing power.

He raised His Son from the dead.

Conscious

to the material World and afterlife He stood.

Witnesses saw him.

The tomb was never closed again.

I have never met

or heard of anyone like Jesus.

His Disciples

were killed and many ravaged by lions.

Today there are Church burnings.

The tomb is still open.

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Brenda Keough

Beautiful word Cherie,

We are all his children and we must remember that until we get to the end of our roads, we must celebrate each day, as he died to give us our freedom..and that freedom is to love and protect each other...

Love and hugs

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