What have you done with my son?
Where is the one I sent for you? Where has he gone?
I sent him to save you and to set you free from captivity. Did you let him do those things?
Have you wasted the most precious gift you will receive? Oh he was the dearest part of me.
You crucified him, as it was meant to be but you didn’t have to believe what was said about him. The things that they told because they could not see.
He’ll come back to me again. It’s okay, all is forgiven.
It’s been a long time now and the stories of him are still around of his bloodshed and his love, of him rising from the dead.
But I still sent him. I still heard his cries, and I ask you another time. What have you done with my son?
Have you accepted him? Here he is waiting to welcome you in. What will you do with him?
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