Today marks the anniversary of the time my brother stepped forward and allowed the authorities to punish him instead of me for my misdeeds. Because of this my record was wiped clean and I was able to be accepted in the community that I was striving to get in. I promised him I would never forget what he did for me. I will never forget his love for me.
Those of you familiar with Christian principles will know that the brother I am talking about is Christ. Jesus, the man. The man who as my brother felt pain and would bleed for me. It is all too easy to think of Jesus as God and forget he was a man who suffer physically and emotionally just like you and me. I will not forget. This is the anniversary of the day my brother took the rap for me. ~gJ