💔 “What breaks me about this image is that He stayed… even when the pain had reached its deepest place.”

His eyes were closed.
His body was torn.
His strength was fading.

And still…
He stayed.

He stayed
for the guilty.
He stayed
for the wandering.
He stayed
for the ones who would fail Him,
deny Him,
forget Him,
and still need Him.

Every thorn
spoke of sorrow.
Every wound
spoke of mercy.
Every drop of blood
spoke of a love
that refused
to leave us lost.

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