Good Friday Offering
21 March 2008
What can I give You?
You bought my life and soul
With your raw and tattered flesh
That dripped blood
Into my chalice
For my communion.
You paid in hideous gaping wounds
For my peace of mind.
With Your silent agonizing humiliation
You heaped my tiny troubles
Upon Your overburdened Cross;
You tread barefoot over sharp stones,
Through jagged sneers,
And under Eternity’s crushing weight
To purchase my redemption.
My debt is great,
And You deal not in currency,
But in Love.
So let me love others
As You love me.
It works for me! Great words, and I’ve already posted them on our blog. Wished I would have known you were here! Would have tried to look you up — but then I’ll bet that was one packed house at St. Patrick’s!
Thanks for the words.
RPS
Thanks, Rodger! Don’t worry. . .we’ll try to find you. My son is at Belmont, so we thought we’d try to get over to one of ya’ll’s services.