Poetry to This Mom's Ears...

The other day, my Kayla asked if she could read something to me. Noticing that she was holding her journal, I curiously said "sure." Upon hearing her words, I was left rather speechless. "WOW!" She is only 13!

This is what I heard...

The Price

He was led to Golgotha, our sins He bore

With a crown of thorns on His head that made His heart heavy and sore.

He was nailed to the cross, his hands shattering in pain.

And yet, everyone laughed as if there was something to gain.

They yelled "Come down from that cross, Oh King of the Jews!"

"If you can raise up the temple in three days this should be easy for you."

He hung from the cross all His joints out of place

It must have been terrible to see the look on His face.

He died in the ninth hour after crying out to God,

and in a sense I find it very odd.

That He was willing to die for someone like me, who has done so much wrong

that He was able to die, the desire of His heart strong.

His love is so infinite and true

that He was willing to die for me and you.

He died a painful death and cried "It is done."

So tell me, are you afraid to show that you know God's son?

-Kayla

Food for thought for us all, from one so young. She knows I put it on here, so be sure and let her know what you think. This mom is trying to encourage her creativity. Oh course, when she writes like this, then I am left inspired and encouraged as well. I am so thankful for my children.

Hope you are having a beautiful week!

Prayers and blessings...