Silhouette of Jesus on the cross

let me be the wood against which you are crucified.
Let the nails which pierce your hands and feet
be driven into me.
Let me learn your obedience
in the face of death;
your forgiveness
in the midst of horror,
and let my arms stretch out with yours
to gather the whole world
into your loving embrace.

© Rev’d. Sr. Sandra Sears CSBC
26th February 2017

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