Tuesday, August 08, 2006
My Story
It was that day when daddy and me went to buy vegetables for dinner. Daddy saw that the road was very quiet. I ask him why. Daddy say something must be happening. Then I saw a lot of people shouting and screaming. They were saying things like "get up" and "move".
Daddy said I shouldn't see. But I really want to. He says I'm too young to look. But I'm already 10, why can't I understand everything he can?
I followed daddy secretly to the crowd. Then I saw the man that daddy said he loved a lot. But he looked so horrible. He had a crown of thorns that pierced through his head. There was blood all over. I almost wanted to cry. He seemed to be in pain. He was carrying something like a gigantic cross. Why is he carrying it? Is it so important? Then why is he feeling so painful?
I followed the crowd to the hill where people go to Heaven. I ran to daddy and hugged him. Daddy looked so surprised. I asked daddy if the man was going to Heaven. Daddy kept quiet and just looked at the cross.
When I looked at the standing cross, I saw the man nailed to the cross. He was crying and raising his head to the sky. Then he said, "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do."
I wanted to cry. But then the sky turned dark and daddy and me ran home. When I turned back to look at him one last time, he looked at me and smile very brightly.
Then I saw daddy crying.
Why did he have to die? Was it something he did?
Was it because I had been a bad girl?
SHOUT TO THE LORD! 6:41 AM
My Story
My name is Grace. I live in Jerusalem. My house faces the hill where daddy said men go to Heaven.
It was that day when daddy and me went to buy vegetables for dinner. Daddy saw that the road was very quiet. I ask him why. Daddy say something must be happening. Then I saw a lot of people shouting and screaming. They were saying things like "get up" and "move".
Daddy said I shouldn't see. But I really want to. He says I'm too young to look. But I'm already 10, why can't I understand everything he can?
I followed daddy secretly to the crowd. Then I saw the man that daddy said he loved a lot. But he looked so horrible. He had a crown of thorns that pierced through his head. There was blood all over. I almost wanted to cry. He seemed to be in pain. He was carrying something like a gigantic cross. Why is he carrying it? Is it so important? Then why is he feeling so painful?
I followed the crowd to the hill where people go to Heaven. I ran to daddy and hugged him. Daddy looked so surprised. I asked daddy if the man was going to Heaven. Daddy kept quiet and just looked at the cross.
When I looked at the standing cross, I saw the man nailed to the cross. He was crying and raising his head to the sky. Then he said, "Father, forgive them for they know not what they do."
I wanted to cry. But then the sky turned dark and daddy and me ran home. When I turned back to look at him one last time, he looked at me and smile very brightly.
Then I saw daddy crying.
Why did he have to die? Was it something he did?
Was it because I had been a bad girl?
SHOUT TO THE LORD! 6:41 AM