Writing Up 35%

Writing Up 35%
Pastor Daniel R. Grandberry

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

I Didn't Know


I didn’t know, that when they excavated us from out of the cold ground, and plucked us from the steel, as they put us into the fire and we were shaped into fine finished nails, that we would soon be exploited and driven into the hands and feet of an innocent man. They struck us, blow by blow with no mercy given. We watched as the blood from his hands and feet gushed out upon us…I didn’t know...

I didn’t know, that when the soldiers marched into the forest that they would cut me down, chop me into beams and use me as a cross to hang an innocent man. We watch as he carried us up a hill, he dropped us so many times and we couldn’t understand why he just didn’t give up. They laid us down on the cold ground and laid him upon us, we felt the nails enter his flesh as his blood came streaming down our post and soon they lifted us from that ground and with a thump we soon heard him say “It is finished”. I didn’t know...

I didn’t know, that when they came to our garden that night that they would pluck from our thorn bushes and twist us together as some worn to shreds piece of nothing. We gasped as they pressed us down on the head of this innocence man. We felt the flesh of his scalp give way to our pointy thorns. We watched as he shivered and shook for the pain was unbearable. We wondered, "What kind of man is this?". They beat him all night, plucked out his beard, and spat in his face. We asked the question, "What could he have done to deserve such cruelty?". I didn’t know…

I didn’t know that when I was born, I would grow up in a world that oppressed people just because they were different from us. I wanted to make a difference, make a name for myself, to help my Roman Government, to purge the world of traitors and rebellion. So I joined the Roman Legion to serve my country. But I didn’t know that on that dark and dreadful day that my life would be changed forever. They assigned me to crucifixion duties. It was I that drove the spear into the side of an innocent man. As I pushed that spear into his body, blood and water gushed from his side as if someone had open up a fountain. His blood splattered all over me and something happened that never happen to me before; for you see, I watched many people die on the cross before but never like this man that they called Jesus. I felt heat all over my body as if someone put a hot coal upon my head then I knew that He had to be the Son of God. I didn’t know...

I didn’t know that before we were born that someone would love us enough to die for our sins and pay the price by giving his own life. I didn’t know that his blood could wash us from all past, present and future sins. I didn’t know that He had forgiven us before we even knew Him. He paid the price so we didn’t have to; He died so we could live, and He went to hell, took the keys and freed those who were captive. Now we can live and worship him in spirit and in truth. We don’t have to be ashamed; we are forgiven, healed and set free. I didn’t know that I could live a life free from sin. I didn’t know that I could have power over my flesh, the world and the Devil. Now that I know...I can say “Thank you Lord”!!!