The Exchanged Life

The Exchanged Life
"Christ who is your life.." Colossians 3:4

-eric

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Monday, March 2, 2015

Poem of meeting JESUS (YESHUA)

November 2014
Poem that  just came to me:
JESUS walked into a town one sunny day.
And saw the people along the way.
Sad, HE saw…the faces all looked.
But HE really seemed to understand those folks.
Walking up to one, with face downcast.
“What is so hard?” HE softly asked.
“Why would you care?” came her rough reply,
“why would you bother, if I lived or died!”
“If I sit here, on this road every day and cry,
and all the others, simply just walk on by.
Why would you, take your time out for me,
to come to this stranger, who is not living free?
“I know, I understand and I do care,
I want to carry every tear.
You think that odd, well - I know that’s true.
But it’s for you that my life, will be crushed through & through.”
Continuing HE said: “I never wanted souls to be in such despair.
I never dreamed you would be so scared.
I came to set the captives free,
it’s all about you and not about me.”
She glanced upward, this very first time
and caught a glimpse from HIS eyes.
He wasn’t kidding, wasn’t phoney & wasn’t judging
His eyes were pure grace and sooooo - loving.
HE asked again “what would you like me
to do for you, this daughter of mine?”
She thought when HE said it, what
makes you think I’m thine?”
HE smiled and repeated HIS question,
knowing her doubtful heart of expression.
But still no judgement nor anger or pressure.
“I so take your burden, and that is my pleasure”
Wondering, feeling loved - yet confused.
“How will you take my burden?” she mused.
“By holding you and making you feel my peace.
For its when you're held, you will see fears release.”
“Then, not knowing how or why,
I take your offer is my only reply.
For it seems, I have nothing else,
No family, nor friends – just this dirty - self”
“Why you would want me, I still can’t understand?
So many pass by, with no help of a hand!
But you, spend this time and got down on this ground
and listened to me, cry, argue and frown.”
“Then take my hand, and stand in this place.
You have been chosen by GOD to win this race.
You are not on the ground, to wait for death.
For by death you enter life, and you’re passing the test.”
“I exchange your hurts with my peace - you will get,
it will overflow to bless others and yet.
You too will leap for joy as others, find me..
It will be all through you, and with your eyes - you will see.”
HE kissed me, so gentle, with a grace - so warm.
feeling the peace - that passes all storms.
You see, my life on the ground ended that day.
And the tears they dried up, and so did the grey.
my that seemed like yesterday...it has been some time.
that my eyes -first locked on this saviour of mine.
HIS words proved true, and I was never the same.

When HE loved me and held me and took all my shame.