Thoughts At Cypress Gardens

Ref: NKJ  Matt: 27: 27-54

Mark: 15: 13-39

John: 19: 15-24

We went to Cypress Gardens twice

My sister Verona and Me

We saw a bush called "Crown of Thorns"

Then I thought of Galilee.

I thought of how the savior walked there

How He prayed at Gethsemane

How the tiny babe was born at Bethlehem

Born to die for ones like you and me

Yes! they spit on Him, made fun of Him

this man, God's only Son

The mob yelled "crucify Him

"Nailed Him to the cross "It is done"

They had whipped Him until His back was cut

Shoved a crown of thorns on His head

They made a sign "King of the Jews"

So alone,---then our Savior was dead.

The earth quakedand the rocks were split

The huge veil in the temple, torn in two

From the top right down to the bottom

He had suffered there for me and you

Yes! We spit on Him, make fun of Him

This Man, God's only Son

We, the mob, still yell "crucify Him"

By our living nail Him to the cross, "It is done"

The words we let come out of our mouth

'Don't  'build Him up' - what a loss

with our actions in our daily lives

We again nail Him to the cross

on my knees, I came back to the present

Saw tiny flowers of vivid red

Felt the wood, the many sharp thorns-

Reminded me of the blood He shed.

But Oh!  What joy! He rose again

Because of God's great plan

He does "forgive and forget" if we ask

No matter how bad, "Each of us can"

He made each one of us so special

No matter what we turned out to be

We have the choice of right or wrong

It is all up to you and to me

November 1986?

Ruth McKnight