The rusty iron nails were thrust through His wrists. His head Was Heavy-laidened from the pressure of the thorny crown. His sides were thrust through by a sword. His back and His Shoulders were scoured from carrying the cross. His sweat drops became blood and He completely took the pain upon Himself. The tormentor spit upon His cheek. In times of need His friends didn't help Him. The pain and agony would have destroyed us, but He held through. He said nothing in spite of all this, no complaint was made by His lips. He accused no one. He hurt no one. He didn't ask for revenge. He healed the sick. He loved those who were cast out. He found the lost sheep. He clothed the naked. He fed the hungry. He raised up the dead. He comforted the mourning. He built up the sorrowful and stayed by the sinner. He shared His joy. He taught the Gospel. He received and blessed the children and strengthened the weak. He prayed for you, for me, for all of us. He paid the debt for all of us. He catches us when we fall. He'll find you when you are lost. He weeps when you sin. His unselfish blood supports you. His love is unconditional. He loves you. He is your brother. He is your Savior and King!
WHAT HAVE YOU DONE FOR HIM?