Did you hear the stones cry out?

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The problem that Judas and so many others had, had with Jesus was his Kingship. You see they had long hoped for a King who would fight for them, with swords and spears, a Warrior King. A King, who would bring down Rome, with all of its oppressive ways. But Jesus was a humble King, a King who fought only with Love and Peace and Truth. He was a King of choice, of grace and of free will.

They wanted a King who reflected power and authority, a King who was born into wealth and renown, a King who wore a crown to be envied by all. But Jesus was born in a stable to a poor young unmarried mother, who had little or no status and his crown was a crown of sacrifice, of thorns, not to be envied, but to be laughed at ridiculed.

They wanted a King who dined with statesmen, a King who was friends with the rich, the educated, the famous, and the powerful. But Jesus was a King who ate with tax collectors, who befriended prostitutes, who spent time with the lowest of low.

They wanted a King who would save himself. But Jesus was a King who wanted only to save others.

They wanted a King…They got the prince of peace.

They wanted a King… They got a Saviour.

They wanted a King…But they didn’t recognise him when he arrived and so they felt betrayed.

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 2 March 2009 ©. 

 

Did you hear the stones cry out?

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

When our shame had stolen our voice,

When we kept our heads hung low

And we named Barabbas as our choice.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

When our silence said it all,

When Pontius Pilate washed his hands

And we stood by the sin that caused our fall.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

When our guilt shunned innocence,

When we watched them tear his flesh apart

Because he would not cry out in his own defence.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

When our anger made us ask,

If you are truly who you day you are

Then smite them like we asked.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

Because you we closed our eyes and turned away,

Because we held each soldiers coat

Accepted the coins they threw our way.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

When we gazed up on the Son of Man,

Who we could no longer even recognise

He was our God, He is I Am.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

As we hid our face in shame,

When the realisation dawned upon us

That things would never be the same.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

As we bowed our head and cried,

When they drove in the nails deep

And we faced the fullness of our pride.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

As we fully recognised,

That the one hanging there before us

Was God’s beloved, life’s greatest prize.

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

As we listened to his voice,

Please forgive them Father he asked

Of all he could have asked for, that was his choice!

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

As he took his final breath,

As he closed eyes for the last time

Did our hearts not suddenly feel bereft?

 

Did you hear the stones all cry out?

When our disbelief kept our mouths closed,

Did you hear the stones all crying out

Because of all the goats, dressed in sheep’s clothes.

 

Written by Tracey Odessa Kane 1 April 2014 ©.

(Dear Roy, I think you’ve had more enough credit now, for all the quotes and lines that you lift directly from my blogs and my poetry. Give it a rest now and think for yourself! #Copyright).

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