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That sorrow filled heart, the pain behind your eyes, the smile you muster up to hide behind, the lonlieness like a cold chill you can't stand, and can't seem to completely get rid of, and the worse part is u dnt know why... There's a emptieness, nothing seems to fill, like a bottomless pit of sorrow, as vast as the darkness of the night sky.
Maybe tht sorrow filled heart was the heart of Jesus when he saw how lost in sin his people were, the pain behind those eyes, perhaps it was the look in Jesus eyes, when his people mocked his Father, the smile we hide behind, could it be the smile that Jesus smiled even when knowing the sacrafice he was going to make n the pain he knew he was going to endure,and that unbearable lonlieness, did Jesus feel it too, knowing he alone, bore the weight of the world.... Jesus could hve felt all these emotions for he was created human, and sympathized with us. So perhaps it is tht Jesus went thru all of his suffering for us n shed his blood to die, so we may hve a way to be saved forever, n when we're born, we are born with all these sentiments encrypted in our blood and until we live for him, tht hole in our soul will not be filled, tht chill in our hearts never grow warm, always feeling so alone, until we fall in love with him n dedicate our lives to the Father, who out of love sacraficed his own perfect son.
Maybe tht sorrow filled heart was the heart of Jesus when he saw how lost in sin his people were, the pain behind those eyes, perhaps it was the look in Jesus eyes, when his people mocked his Father, the smile we hide behind, could it be the smile that Jesus smiled even when knowing the sacrafice he was going to make n the pain he knew he was going to endure,and that unbearable lonlieness, did Jesus feel it too, knowing he alone, bore the weight of the world.... Jesus could hve felt all these emotions for he was created human, and sympathized with us. So perhaps it is tht Jesus went thru all of his suffering for us n shed his blood to die, so we may hve a way to be saved forever, n when we're born, we are born with all these sentiments encrypted in our blood and until we live for him, tht hole in our soul will not be filled, tht chill in our hearts never grow warm, always feeling so alone, until we fall in love with him n dedicate our lives to the Father, who out of love sacraficed his own perfect son.