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The Juxtapositions of Christ

the cross is necessary

This poem was originally posted July 10th, 2014 Just 10 days after my son’s death.

I dance where there is no music,
I sing when there is no song,
I cry out when there are no words, and
I am silent when the world is shouting out!
I heal when there is no medicine,
I carry your burdens when others put them down,
I love when others hate me, and 
I forgive when I should keep a record of wrongs.
I live when death surrounds me, and 
I die to self to preserve your life.

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