Looking at me.....a baby boy begotten by two foreigners, forsaken on the day of birth, rejected by the earth living without faith.
On that dark day even my cord wasnt cut life flowing out forth.
Dirt with the clots of the womb but yet no one care to define to me the word wash.
Naked I came but was kept like that without any cloth, I was never rubbed in salt neither did they have compassion enough.
Thrown on an open field so I was a proper living rubbish.
My lungs filled with blood, dying like a fish on the ground.
As I took my last breath while my blood is already cold.


A mighty man was passing and he looked at my on the ground,,,,,"LIVE!!!!!!",his shout was so loud......that the lungs spit all the blood, with great fear the darkness freed my body.....the darkest day became the brightest morning.
Free from pain and all the mourning.
Anxiety left his clothes behind for he was busy running........death stripped naked full of shame as I was clothed with glory ever shining.

Then the mighty man said from today you become my son......


Thank you Jesus for a wonderful salvation.
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