The cross

I have been trusting in an incredible love for almost 29 years now.....trusting but not fully comprehending...

I was 5 years old. Unaware that the next 29 years would hold much shame, confusion and pain. Resting for an afternoon nap.....he appears. On the yellow chair in my room. And he beckons me to follow him. I do, of course. He is Jesus....

And He shows me all that he did for me.....
With simple trust I am forever changed.....born anew that afternoon.

The memory of all that he showed me GONE....
just the memory of his face, the warmth of his love.
and to that I have clung for 29 years

But now, I want to KNOW what he did for me. Not intellectually. I am tired of living by principal. I want to know the very root of the love I saw in his eyes. I want to cling to something stronger than a memory. I want to know the power of the cross!
The cross: where the admiration of humanity will not lure me...or the condemnation of humanity lame me. (Galations 6:14)