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Nailed

Missing image
Horizontally conceived
             Love's exception if believed

Rusted nail to crooked wood
   sins of all paid by the Blood.

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I'd hoped to illustrate in picture what
the death of Christ paid for when we say.
.." Yes. I accept. " Many don't really 'get it'.
There's no religion. It's relatinnship, but only
after the "Yes".
Written July 14th, 2006

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  • just-an-amateur
    April 3, 2007

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    You've been Hoodwinked!
    Wonderful job, and I enjoyed the picture. I know what you mean when it's a relationship and not religion. There's a big difference but some peope just don't seem to quite get it. Thanks for your witness here at AP.
    ~M~


    • CookieZeal Greeters member
      April 10, 2007
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      Another bandit visited! Hah. I'm overwhelmed. Just now getting back to such faithful groupers to this unique
      theme of readers. Thank you so much.

      RSVP is on the list of things to do.:F

  • CookieZeal Greeters member
    July 24, 2006
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    Hello. Thank you for your special comment .
    Re: the question.
    That which is brought to the earth is horizontally
    conceived however crooked and broken we become, thus
    the iniquities of man's to the Cross. I realize it's
    deep. It's not unlike me to put in what I call a 'cold' analysis of the original idea, thus a bit cryptic...lol.

    Bless you!
  • welbis
    July 24, 2006
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    Hey Cookie - I saw the title and guessed the topic, but wasn't expecting such a consise write.

    You managed to say so much with so little, and I really love the 2nd stanza. I can imagine it being part of one of those refrains in worship songs that just never grow old!

    I'm not certain what you meant by the very first line - I've a few ideas, and it's prob rather obvious, but i'd like to know if you have the chance to clarify.

    In Him,
    Simeon