The darkness shrouds me as I am rasping for breath.
RUN
Thorns and twigs scratch my face as I sprint past them
FASTER
They are gaining. My lungs are burning. My heart is pounding so hard it hurts.
They are getting closer
I feel so heavy.
CLOSER
The high pitched screeches pierce my ears to my soul.
I feel so cold.
CLOSER
CLOSER
CLOSER
RUN FASTER!
I CAN'T
THEY'LL CATCH ME!
RUN!
FASTER!
I trip... I can't move... I can't run anymore..
This weight; its too heavy I can't....energy is gone
hope is gone
no hope
I lie there as they approach from all sides
I can hear their horrible laughing.
I can feel their claws
They spit out the words "The wages of sin is DEATH...."
I
am
going
to...
die?
NO.. Please NO!
What is that???
CHAINS?? WHIPS???
IS THAT A CROSS!?!?!?!
I DON'T WANT TO HANG! NO PLEASE NO!!!
A massive arm drags my limp body to my feet.
They chain me to a rock...
Out of the corner of my eye I see that horrible whip being raised......
"i'm sorry........ so sorry Lord...
I failed..
I deserve this....
i'm so sorry, forgive me.........
i wait for the whip
it never comes.
the laughing and screeching stops
i feel warmth.... warmth? How?
I see Him, He's walking toward me.
With a touch.... the chains are off.
He breaths in my face and my fear is gone, the weight is gone.
ITS
GONE!!!
In his breath I hear a voice commanding, gentle, rock solid, and yet soft, "I forgive you"
I stand, in wonderment, gazing into his eyes...wait.......sadness?
wait.... they are taking Him....WAIT.....THEY ARE CHAINING HIM DOWN.... NO STOP!!!
THE WHIP COMES UP...
AND DOWN TO HIS BACK!
no...
That was supposed to be my back!!
Again the whip cracks. and again and again
again
please stop
Again
not for me.... please
AGAIN
WHY... WHY? DON"T! PLEASE!!
AGAIN AGAIN AGAIN!!!
his limp body is unchained and is being dragged to the cross.
They are going to Kill HIM!
His words, I barley hear them through the laughing and screeching of the demons.
But I still hear Him, still soft, gentle....
"Because I Made you and I Love you."
I see them under Him....they are holding a club and a spear..they are arguing, a horribe voice scratches my ears
"ee's awlredy ded, no neaded to brak um, jus give eh a poke see..."
I see the spear head disappear into His side.... He is gone.
Three days go by as I huddle by the fireplace,
what just happened?
My mind is spinning, trying to grasp.... I see a whip flash by... I see the cross with his lifeless body. I see the spear. It should of been me. But I lived... I'm alive.. and He's
"ALIVE!!"
what?
"HE'S ALIVE!!!"
it's not possible... I saw Him DIE.. I WAS THERE! HE DIED! HE WAS TORTURED TO DEATH......
for me..
"I'M TELLING YOU HE IS ALIVE!"
And as if he was always there, he steps forward from the shadows.
I Scream for joy and run to Him.
The voice with the sound of may rivers coming together says, "Yes, I am alive. I have forgiven you. Now go out and tell everyone, I paid the wages of sin for them, just as I have you.
Tell everyone."
John 3:16, For God so love the world that he gave is only begotten Son, that whosoever would believe in him, should not perish but have ever lasting life.
I know it's not easter, but this was on my Heart and was waiting to be written and I didn't want to wait.
