The Cost

cross-purple

Hurrying home…mindless chores, anxious thoughts, speeding past

               the Cross, hung with red purple cloth

love, flows mingled down

stops my course-less, wandering mind

brings me face to face

with Truth

amazing grace

life meets death

         meets life

vapor to substance

nothing matters

        but Him.

The cost, His life,

mine.

4 thoughts on “The Cost

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  2. Love the poem Mom, I look forward to having more time to read and ponder all that is typed, thought out, and poured out on these pages… I love you, God will use the content, compassion, and deepest confines of your heart to bless those in cyberspace, beyond what you will ever know 🙂

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