It stands there
The symbol of Death
Foreboding, dark, garish and cold
It takes away my breath

Standing over me
In the darkness of the rain
Demanding an answer to its unspoken query
I stand mute warped in my pain

It speaks.. "He died here."
He who loved.. Who loved me
He who called me to life and peace
Who opened my heart that I might see

Cruel Cross you torment me now
My failure, my fear rise up in my heart
Bitter gall fills my insides.. I sob.. I cry..
My voice tears gloom's dark curtain apart

I denied him.. Not once.. Twice..
Three times.. A Galilean.. One of his? No!
You were with Jesus.. Not I.. Someone else
Then the mocking call.. The cock does crow

Oh Lord, Would that I had died..
Upon that cruel and ugly cross
Would that I hung there in stifling pain
Would that I.. Not Him.. Had suffered the loss

Then in the darkness I hear a voice
From the distance or deep inside of me..
His voice.. Soothing, drenched in peace
"In that moment.. I prayed for thee."

Ed Rutherford

I wrote this poem several years ago but I felt that I needed to include it once again in our "Story of the Week" page. I know that there are people out there who feel that they have failed God. Sometimes, it happens.. we say things.. we do things.. that we know we shouldn't say or do. We fall flat on our faces and we feel that we can't go back to God anymore. Well, that is a lie from Hell.

God loves you! He went to the cross to make a way to forgive you and He wants to take you back into His arms and receive you as His child. It doesn't take great big prayers or some sacrifice on your part.. all it takes is for you to say to Him.. "Jesus forgive me and take me back." And He will!!

Do it right now. And then drop me a note and let me know.. I will pray for you and rejoice with you in the wonder of His great love and joy!!

I am praying for everyone who reads this.. and I am believing that the Lord Jesus will touch you right now and bless your life.