At the garden of gethsemane,
It became real to me,
Three times, I asked that the cup be taken away
Yet that his will be done
I tasted and felt the darkness encircling me
And their sins becoming one with me
Yet I looked beyond and saw the glory ahead
Darkness truly had no clue
Today, the atonement would be seen in time,
Typified by death on a tree – a man
Condemned to die by the ones whose
Pardon I now seek
For a moment in eternity,
Three hours in time,
Because of their sins,
Abba turned away
The unseen and seen
Became one on the cross
The battle had reached a climax
Sin was me,
Death was the wage,
I was the price
For your freedom
Just when they thought they had won,
A new order was birthed,
A new man was conceived by His Spirit
Once for all
Do you not see?
Do you not perceive?
Or do you choose to ignore the Message?
(c)Olamide Oti, 2015
The message of the cross is eternal. I pray for a revelation of God’s amazing love to you as you read this.
Happy Easter to you!