Monday morning washing in His word.

Psalm 22

“My God,
My God…”

Whispered here
Christ cries

Much later
From cross

His presence…
Not seen.

His deliverance…
Not felt.

Deep anguish
From Son’s

Sacrificed and
Holy heart.

Tell me
He doesn’t

Understand or
Doesn’t care

About your
Sinful self.

He agonized
In agony.

For love,
For joy.

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