I found this poem online and loved the message and it's reminder of just how much God has done:
"How is it that the blind could see
That the lame could walk
That the deaf could hear
And the mute talk
How is it that the sea obeyed
And that the nets were filled
How could the prophets know
That The Son was destined to be killed
How is it that the wise men came
To praise the newborn King
How on earth were shepherds picked
To hear the angels sing
How is it that King David
Could write about the cross
Knowing that Messiah's sacrifice
Would signal Satan's loss
How is it that the leper
Could see his hands made clean
How could it have happened
And what could it mean
How could His chosen people
Turn upon The Son
And let a ruthless killer free
As they scourged The Holy One
How did the water turn to wine
And how was the stone rolled away
How could He speak so assuredly
Of how He'd rise that day
How is it that the veil was torn
And that a virgin bore a Son
How amazing that He'd die for us
So our victory could be won
How is it that Lazarus rose
And that He walked upon the sea
How could He forgive the tormentors
As He hung upon the tree
How is it that Bethlehem was chosen
That His birthplace was foretold
That John The Baptist spoke of Him
In words so sharp and bold
How is it that His disciples fled
On that fateful night
Only to die a martyr's death
Convinced that He was right
How is it that we go on living
As if His words weren't true
How amazing that He still awaits
Sinners like me and you"
Mike Hall, Colorado
That the deaf could hear
And the mute talk
How is it that the sea obeyed
And that the nets were filled
How could the prophets know
That The Son was destined to be killed
How is it that the wise men came
To praise the newborn King
How on earth were shepherds picked
To hear the angels sing
How is it that King David
Could write about the cross
Knowing that Messiah's sacrifice
Would signal Satan's loss
How is it that the leper
Could see his hands made clean
How could it have happened
And what could it mean
How could His chosen people
Turn upon The Son
And let a ruthless killer free
As they scourged The Holy One
How did the water turn to wine
And how was the stone rolled away
How could He speak so assuredly
Of how He'd rise that day
How is it that the veil was torn
And that a virgin bore a Son
How amazing that He'd die for us
So our victory could be won
How is it that Lazarus rose
And that He walked upon the sea
How could He forgive the tormentors
As He hung upon the tree
How is it that Bethlehem was chosen
That His birthplace was foretold
That John The Baptist spoke of Him
In words so sharp and bold
How is it that His disciples fled
On that fateful night
Only to die a martyr's death
Convinced that He was right
How is it that we go on living
As if His words weren't true
How amazing that He still awaits
Sinners like me and you"
Mike Hall, Colorado
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