Were you there when they crucified my LORD?  

 Did you feel the burning of His skin on that first ‘Good Friday; when  the sun beat down  upon His pierced skin ?   Did you see His skin folded over, and hanging loosly off His bones?   Did you see His matted Hair,  burnt against his scalp from His journey up Calvary hill?   Did you see the flowing of the blood from His hands and feet, from the nine inch nails that pierced Him unto that wooden cross?   Did you notice the dryed blood that was caked to His body from the beatings of the Roman soilders earlier that day?   Did you notice the shoulder that was pierced to the bone that  carried that cross?   Did you notice the anguish upon the face that was once so pure and lovely, weathered and bruised from beatings and sorrow?   Did you notice the ‘stripes’ of whippings that were inflamed from exposure to the sun?   Did you feel the perspiration adhered to His skin, from lack of water, and neglect of sanitary conditons?   Did you notice the few that stood by Him when He uttered His last breath?   Did you notice the broken heart that suffered so intently for the whole world?  Did you feel the piercing of the crown of thorns upon His head?  Did you feel the humiliation of the spits, and ridecule imposed upon His spirit?  Did you see His body stripped  of all dignity, hanging upon that cross?   Did you cry when He cryed?  Did a part of you die when He died?  Did you notice?  Did you care?   Did you suffer?   Did you mourn? 

 Did you Know, even after all that:  He said,”Father, forgive them for they know not what they do!”