Your scars
moved an incredulous
thomas
from disbelief to
awe,
Lord.
Your scars
broke sin’s hold on us
along with
the death-power
it once had.
Lord, Your
scars
say of me: “should he
so choose…
he is a
forgiven-man…
clean
chosen by Me
to be alive forever
close
to Me.”
someday…
i want to follow thomas'
road...
i want to
touch
Your omnipotent
scars…
not to believe
but to taste a bit of
Your heart, Lord.
and to
worship.
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