It may just look like a cross to you
But when I look at that cross I see where sin lay defeated
For it to never be repeated
I see deliverance
Without grievance
I see lust turned into purity
I see transformation
I see hate changed to love
I see one color, one nation under God
I see unity in that cross that reunites the separated
To never be departed
It may just look like a cross to you
With two pieces of wood
But it is where my savior stood
Where His suffering should never be misunderstood
It is a symbol of one man’s ultimate love
That He gave His only Son
It is at that cross that I leave my grief
Knowing that God gave His only Son to die for me
I know that He personally understands my grief
I am not alone
I am not the first to lose a son or daughter
It is when I am alone walking and talking with God that I can hear her laughter
I realize she’s still alive not in this world but in Heaven
She’s there praying for us now knowing the secrets of Heaven
Sometimes I can hear her gentle voice in the wind
That I want to rewind again and again
I know our separation is only between life and death
I don’t worship those two pieces of wood
I respect it and how one man carried that cross for the sins of the world
It is those two pieces of wood that seal eternity
When I look at that cross it gives me blessed assurance reassuring me that one day I will be united with my loved ones that went on before me, my grandmother, grandpa and daughter. I am sure when we are all reunited there will be celebrations in Heaven for the families that stuck it out together.
