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Do you ever reflect until your heart breaks,

remembering the blood that was shed for your sake?

Dressed in purple and mocked with a crown,

He loves you so deeply that he laid his life down.

It may become painful to dwell on the brutality,

but it causes more damage to ignore the reality.

With His very last breath, he said "It is finished",

and the penalty of our sins instantly diminished.

Understanding the magnitude of His sacrifice,

gives us perspective, and makes us think twice.

The cares of the world become unexplainably dim,

when our faith and understanding are rooted in Him.

I will no longer contrast beauty with imperfection,

because my physical being radiates his reflection.

If I truly trust God, If I truly believe,

my selfish ambitions I will not seek to achieve.

I know only the Father satisfies my soul,

nothing else in this world will make me feel whole.

His side was pierced after his last words were spoken,

He was covered in blood, but not one bone was broken.

True love was displayed when sin was defeated,

At the right hand of God, forever He's seated.

My savior rose, I will eternally rejoice,

and live every day anticipating His voice.

When i go through trials, when I stumble and fall,

I look to Jesus who paid for it all.

How could I  allow a season to flippantly pass by,

without falling more desperately in love with the giver of life?