At The Foot of The Cross
By Cole Carr
When you think of the cross
What do you picture?
Is it a t shape?
Is it a t shape?
Or maybe you think of
A t shape, with a man pinned to it
When I think of the cross
I think of Jesus
The son of God
Pinned to the cross by three nails
With a small cloth on
And a crown of thorns
Upon his head
The thief on his right
And the thief on his left
The disgrace and shame it brought him
His own blood denied him
Said he is no son of mine
His mother
The woman who gave birth to him
Denied him
And all for what
So that she wouldn’t be shamed
In those days
The cross was shame
There was nothing more shameful
And the fact is he Chose to do it
Not for himself
But for US!!
