When Jesus stepped into my dream
last night while I was sleeping,
I saw the radiance in His face -
however, He was weeping.
I wondered what had happened,
I wondered what occurred,
but when I asked Him why He was,
He never said a word.
I asked if He was hurting.
With that, He nodded 'yes'.
I asked Him many questions, but
He wanted me to guess.
So after many guesses,
with answers short and long -
I searched more answers far and near,
but all of them were wrong.
Now this, I had to figure out,
and learn it on my own.
I finally found the reason -
and it, I should have known.
It hit me like a ton of bricks -
my sins, the reason why.
The tears He cried had made me sick.
Another left His eye.
So then, I started crying -
but He reached out His hands.
His fingers touched my now wet cheeks,
He smiled so widely and -
He placed His thumbs along my nose,
and then said, "Do not fear."
And with His thumbs beneath my eyes,
He wiped away each tear.
Now that, dear friends, is endless love,
forgiveness, comfort, grace -
and there's no work that He requires.
I won't forget His face.
We must have faith in God alone.
There's no 'work' we can do.
But why must Jesus hurt so much?
...Well, that's so we don't have to.
This poem won first place for the May 2012 poetry contest