Blue Gypsy Rose's blog: "Trouble Some Times - A Poem I wrote."

The Cross As I sit in Church and look at the Cross. I wonder what it is for? I look down and read my Bible, but the Cross-keeps coming to mind. I look at the Cross-again and I see the Cross-with a man on it. He has a Crown made of thorns and nails in His hands and feet. I see all the suffering and pain that He is going through in His eyes. I wonder why He is nailed up there with a Crown of thorns on His head? He didn't do anything wrong to be up there. I see up there with Him, Angels surrounding Him. I know He must be special. He must be my Savior. But why is my Savior up there with a Crown of thorns on His head and nails in His hands and feet? Then God answers, "It is for your Sins my child. His name is Jesus Christ and He is my Son."

Trouble Some Times As I sit alone at night. I start to think about my life. It was not perfect by any means, but it taught me a lot of who I was meant to be. Now I can tell you a lot of things that will make you stop and think. I have been beaten a time or two, and I have even been sexually abuse. I had a child at a young age, with no father to teach him the ways. Now if you ever wonder why your life is so hard. Just stop to think at what someone else has gone through. Then your life won't be so hard.