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The Teaching

Jesus, I feel so small, so helpless

Upon the cross stirred the vision of big people looking down into a tiny manger.

Jesus replied - I understand; my Mother taught me that.

Jesus, I feel so tempted

Upon the cross stirred the vision of forty days in the wilderness.

Jesus replied - I understand; the Adversary taught me that.

Jesus, I feel so angry

Upon the cross stirred the vision of merchants filling the Gentile’s court.

Jesus replied - I understand; the robbers in the temple taught me that.

Jesus, I feel so drained

Upon the cross the cries of the sick for healing echoed.

Jesus replied - I understand; the sick taught me that.

Jesus, I feel pain.

Upon the cross, the sweat trickled into the gouges from whip lashes

Jesus replied - I understand; the Romans taught me that.

Jesus, I feel despair

Upon the cross stirred the vision of the empty and barren Potter’s field.

Jesus replied - I understand; Judas taught me that.

Jesus, I feel betrayed.

Upon the cross rang the sound of a cock crowing three times.

Jesus replied - I understand; Simon Peter taught me that.

Jesus, I feel so alone, so abandoned

Upon the cross the world’s sins crushed his shoulders, compressing the emptiness inside.

Jesus replied - I understand; my Father taught me that.

Jesus, I feel so overwhelmed

Upon the cross he saw the hunger in my soul that echoed his own.

Jesus replied - I understand; give me that.

Jesus, I feel reborn.

From beyond the cross, the bright, smiling son lit my world.

Jesus replied - I understand; I taught you that.

© KW Finley 2008

Current Mood: contemplative