This beautiful reflection comes from our guest author Isaac.
I remember that day,
The day on which the man from Nazareth walked among us.
He was the son of Joseph and Mary;
A carpenter, just like His father.
Now this man walked with us.
Along the sea road He trod.
This very path He traveled.
On His quiet journey.
He taught and spoke while we listened.
We hung on every word.
His gentle words of wisdom enveloped us,
While His peacefulness settled the crowd.
Then on that day in the Holy City,
He was led through the stone streets.
Led to His death,
Oh the horrible fate.
The soldiers whipped Him.
But we knew not why.
There I was, witnessing the fate of an innocent man.
Little did I know Who He was.
But through it all He remained calm,
As serene as those days of past,
The days when He walked among us,
Christ the Savior of the World.