"Old Rugged Cross"

 

The Lonely Cross

Dedicated to my Mother and Aunt Opal

I am alone, yet I am not sad.
I once held the Savior, for that I am glad.

I am but a piece of wood
who held Christ, who gave all He could.

I once belonged to a grand old tree.
Yes, I held Jesus who died so your soul could be free.

He carried me though the evil city.
I held him while few of you took pity.

My job is done. His body is not here.
I wonder . . . did you shed a tear?

I stayed for days upon the hill.
I saw Christ return again. Can you image the thrill?

A piece of wood is all that I am meant to be,
But the Prince of Peace is here for all who have eyes and wish to see.

The question remains deep within my heart--


Would you be willing to take His cross and do your part?



B. J. Cassady
Copyright ©2001 B. J. Cassady

Used With Permission

 

B.J. Cassady is a Stephen Minister at Edmond Trinity Church and ISD professional in Guthrie, Oklahoma. A disabled Vietnam era USAF vet, BJ enjoys giving back to the world with his writings and is putting together a CD audio collection of his best writings.
 

For further information please write:

cassadys@earthlink.net

Also look for his story 'Medals' in "More Patriot Hearts" by Lt Col William Coffey and "The Quilt".

 

 

                   

                   

 

 

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