Good Friday Vingette

Jesus cried “Father forgive them, they know not what they do.”

The girls I work with
She gave up her virginity at 13
She got pregnant at 14
She got kicked out of 4 schools this year
She cussed me out in her lunch room
She gives herself to any guy who asks
She is failing school
She dropped out
She doesn’t have the credits to graduate on time
She has been arrested 4 times for breaking curfew
She has gone to court twice for truancy
She steals to get what she needs
She disrespects anyone and everyone in her path
She’s got two fists she knows how to use
She knows a guy who’s got a gun

Jesus cried “Father forgive them, they know not what they do”

Her dad’s not in the picture
Her mom she never knew
Her auntie is a crack addict
Her uncle is a drunk
Her foster parents don’t want her anymore
Her grandma kicked her out for the tenth time this year
Her dad got deported
Her family’s in a gang
Her family sells drugs

Jesus cried “Father forgive them, they know not what they do”

I harbor anger
I cuss her out in my head
I don’t pray
I waste my time
I fail to love
I fail to do as I should
I judge others
I am conceited

Jesus cried “Father forgive them, they know not what they do”
With aching body
With blood dripping from his wrists and feet
As he hung there

Jesus cried “Father forgive them, they know not what they do”
While
Looking at the people that put him there
Looking at the people who beat him
Looking at the people who cursed death upon him
Looking at the people who denied him, betrayed him
Looking at the people who were guilty but uncharged
Looking at the people
Looking at the people

Looking at the people as it was hard to breathe
Looking at the people as he throat ached for relief

Looking at the people
His heart broke for them
His heart broke for their sin
His heart broke for they were lost, scared, confused, ignorant, wandering, blind, hurting, suffering

Jesus cried “Father forgive them they know not what they do”

Jesus cried for their forgiveness
Cried for their redemption

We are the people
The girls I work with are the people
I am the people

Jesus looks at us
And Cries for our forgiveness
Cries for our redemption

Jesus cries for you and for me as he hung there dying on that tree
“Father forgive them they know not what they do.”