He himself bore our sins in his body on the tree, that we might die to sin and live to righteousness. By his wounds you have been healed. 1 Peter 2:24
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There is a man in the park.
From dawn to dusk,
He sits and smiles with chalk.
A child eyed the chalk.
Picture of a castle
Full of candy, gold, flowers!
Games all day long
And no bedtimes!
A teen eyed the chalk.
Picture of a bed,
No finals needed to be taken.
Food all day long
And alas free!
An adult eyed the chalk.
Picture of people together,
A joyful reunion.
Laughing all day long
And no more tears!
A soul eyed the drawings.
Going up to the man,
Saying one word: Thanks.
Celebration all day long
And no more pain!
There is a man in the park
From dawn to dusk,
He extends a scarred hand for others.
Painted Sky 