“Christ Jesus and my Love for Him”

My seed ate of the fruit in The Garden
My seed’s eyes were opened
We lived under the curse, trying to live freely, but had forgotten how to
Christ took the curse of our seed upon Himself… as its sting was too great for us. We and our seed were cowardly, choosing still to kill, rather than to praise Him
He conquered death, paid my and your ransom, finished it
Though I replay the guilt of it, still, sometimes in my life
he calls me, patiently, reminding me its already accomplished
So to you I also say
Anticipate
Elevate your spirit and mind
Celebrate your heart and give thanks
For we who love Him, have been saved from eternal damnation

Poem by: Chris Jay Fonseca 6-5-2020