Jesus Feet

I believe with my whole heart that Jesus was dark skinned. He was a Nazerene their complexion was not white. He spoke Aramaic & walked every where he went. His feet must have been hurting him as he took the cross for us. Can you imagine ? The real pain that he felt with the insults of the crowd. Spitting in his face by mere strangers. The blood soaked crown upon his head. With the inner impulse to flee but he never gave into it. He took the cross bare our shame. Out of his tender love for each one of us. They pierced his side and blood with water came gushing out. He knows each one of us by name & waits for us to turn to him. Would you please now accept him into your heart and be saved for your sins ?

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