Jesus, stretched out before me in total glory, becoming <br />an infant, innocent and beautiful. <br /> <br />Growing softly into manhood, becoming one of us, then <br />sadly hanging on the cross, the loss of His life given <br />for our sins. <br /> <br />Our lives belong to Him, they begin and end with His <br />prayer of creation. <br /> <br />Beautiful is life, His gift to us.<br /><br />RoseAnn V. Shawiak<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/jesus-61/
