I Can Only Imagine

     There are some things in life in which we can only imagine!  I, for one, am not courageous, not strong in character, and rather slow to react.  I don't believe I would ever be a "hero".
     When I consider what Christ did for me on the cross, I cannot even begin to imagine.  I can project all day long, but can I really imagine the event that truly took place.

I Can Only Imagine

I can only imagine the scene.

The silence at the base of the cross; 

The chill of death from a life that once had been.

All should have been quiet; 

Knees bowed and humbled. 

A difference from the crowd's previous riot. 

I can only imagine!

The sadness of Jesus hanging there. 

No sound - no noise - only weeping tears.

A life given, laden with heavy burdens to bear.

There should have been a stillness,

A weeping crowd

From all those standing in witness. 

I can only imagine!

The Cross, 

A nail-pierced body; 

Such pain and loss.

The blood puddling at His feet,

A love from Him, so sweet.  

I can only imagine!

                                                                                        Mary Crisp Jameson