He Bled Me Free

The skies grew dark with sulfuric breathing as bolts of lightening lunged. The earth quaked with demonic anticipation at the death of God’s only begotten son. Caged by all of my sin, bound with fetters, paralyzed with fear. A salty test escaped my eye as flashed before me all the years.
I fixed my gaze upon the cross at the shaming of this man. I could not be redeemed without the blood of a lamb. Just as the rain began to fall, tears began to flow. I lifted my head toward the sky so the soldiers wouldn’t know. Then in a moment of final anguish he cried, it is finished. But even then the lamb of God wasn’t not one bit diminished. The thunder rolled, the ground shook, the veil was torn, as heaven stood. In that moment, absent of strength, to the blood soaked ground, I fell upon my knees.
I wailed in anguish, Lord forgive me! And then the greatest epiphany.
Before me was truly the Son of God, and today.. He Bled me Free!