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the thief on the cross
hanging onto life
wondering,
Deep in this hardest place
suspended beside You is
Jesus in your life.
You hear my voice,
Know my presence
You see my life
My way, my truth
And you call out
to me
a prayer of need,
a desire for more,
And I instantly
bury your dark history
all past and future sin
Infinitely bury
your old nature,
You call and I welcome
you into paradise,
Heaven on earth,
You call and the dead
in you is gone
never there
your spirit alive forever,
I know you intimately
more than you can grasp
about yourself
more than your feelings
that play diversions
into your heart,
more than the mind games
you entertain yourself with,
And my spirit
in you, infused as one
with you,
is what I know
is what I see
is your identity
Is who I am in you
Is who you are in me.
You hold my grace
fully and forever
I will never
withdraw,
So from the place
you are in
come close
for more,
call for more
call for me.
Believe, live, overflow.
Starting Thoughts:
I wondered what it would have been like to be the thief on the cross with Jesus. Knowing who He is and who I am, and yet Jesus welcomes me as I begin to understand who He is.
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