Stepping outside the realm of thought,
Seeking what is beyond the grave.
Looking at the cross on Golgotha hill;
Seeing the blood drip from our Saviors wounds.
Keeping in mind His sacrifice.
The all consuming love He has.
Would that I should reflect on this,
And wonder what I give in return.
Lady Vivian
budd
I have often thought how little I give to my Jesus in relation to all He's done for me. Beautiful and thoughtful poetry.
Love and blessings,
Linda+
Love ya!
Jane