The Blood of Jesus Spilled

i want everyone to be saved
The Blood of Jesus spilled,
The Blood of God
The Blood of a King
to redeem the world
i cry nights
as children cut their hands
with scissors
and mothers drown their
children in rivers
there is an evil army coming
out of the Nile
rising out of the Mississippi
running thunder like thru space
dragging many children
enslaving them with invisible
chains
little girls are being torn
and their bodies will never belong
to their husbands in the future
our bodies weep with them
as we give ourselves as women
too easily away
so a man doesn’t walk away from us
and leave us in the shadow of our aging
flesh haunting us
we are time bombs ticking
But The Blood of a King was spilled
Precious Blood
not like oil
or the dirt of this earth
more Precious than what we can imagine
or ever know
He died the death of a victim
of a criminal
for boys that run in hoodies
shooting at other boys
draining the blood from them
in front of their ghetto houses
where fathers were non-existant
But there is a Father who looks down
there is a Father who wants to take
the orphans into His Arms
we hide in the corners of ourselves
aging more still and sucking our thumbs
afraid of our shadows
and hating rejection
we hide inside broken hearts
and broken houses
and smashed windows
and bruised faces
women you can leave the fists
that don’t love you
There is a Greater One who loves you
you don’t have to wait for the next slap
i weep with you
but i cannot settle with you
there are mothers carrying children
who are dying
in remote corners of the earth
God gave His Son for them too
i will run to them
as i wish i could hold them
and preach the nourishment of Jesus
so they will have their fill

misfit1965
(image not mine)