"Each moment in my day is an opportunity to give or receive love. How will I respect, accept, and appreciate myself and others today?" – Dewdrops, pg. 66
You were there
when I was born
into this hateful world.
You were there
when the first
slash of the belt landed.
You were there
when innocence
was ripped away.
You were there
when I succumbed
to the disease.
You were there
even when
I turned my back
and ran the other way –
being born with me
all over again,
feeling the pain of the whips
all over again,
separating from love
all over again,
being despised
all over again,
left alone
all over again –
just for me?
It’s no wonder
how much
I love You.
*Read Isaiah 53
Jessica L. Morris 
Good morning Jessica this is a perfect poem for good Friday. Thank you. I read it through my tears for what He did for us. He loved us that much.
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