Marty mccrorey's Blog (23)

I've seen the backs of men many times

As they turn away from me

But I've yet to see Jesus' back…

I love to go driving this time of year. There's a crispness in the air, there are bales of hay in fields, and signs announcing pumpkin farms have opened for business. Another thing that you notice is the trees. Some have lost their leaves while others have leaves turning beautiful colors, then gradually falling away from the tree.

Think of the tree as the world. Leaves falling away from the tree that they were “born” on reminds me of becoming a Christian and falling away from…

I fashioned a crown

By an innocent man it was worn

This crown was not made of gold 

But, instead, it was made of thorns

I used a whip unmercifully

Which left scars upon His hide

Later I gripped the spear

Who's sharp tip pierced His side



I cut down a tree

A cross was built after it dried

A place where the guilty was punished

But an innocent man hung from it and died

I forged three spikes

Though no hammer did I…