Nails

Nails were driven

Into His Hands,

His feet.

His side was pierced

His back was beaten

His head was bruised.

He hung,

Held up not just by nails

But His will to please the Father.

His love for us

Cost Him everything-

The air in his lungs ceased for us

His blood flowed on our behalf.

His love did not end with words

Or miracles

But with actual nails

Driven through His flesh.

His love went beyond being inconvenienced

And did not stop at merely being a good example,

A good teacher

A prophet.

He went the distance

And did not downplay what we truly needed.

Christ took upon His own body

what we ultimately deserve:

Nails

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