{"id":1781,"date":"2017-12-13T13:44:05","date_gmt":"2017-12-13T18:44:05","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/?p=1781"},"modified":"2017-12-13T13:44:51","modified_gmt":"2017-12-13T18:44:51","slug":"the-crushed-red-rose","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/2017\/12\/13\/the-crushed-red-rose\/","title":{"rendered":"The Crushed Red Rose"},"content":{"rendered":"<h6><strong><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-medium wp-image-1782\" src=\"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/5415987828_70768a01e6_b-300x225.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"300\" height=\"225\" srcset=\"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/5415987828_70768a01e6_b-300x225.jpg 300w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/5415987828_70768a01e6_b-768x576.jpg 768w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/5415987828_70768a01e6_b-700x525.jpg 700w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/5415987828_70768a01e6_b.jpg 800w, https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/12\/5415987828_70768a01e6_b-80x60.jpg 80w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px\" \/>\u00a0<\/strong><\/h6>\n<h6>There in the rubble\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Broken glass, shattered rocks and debris<\/h6>\n<h6>All in a pile of destruction, lying in front of me\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>I hang my head and cry\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Remembering the prophecy&#8230;<\/h6>\n<h6>Tears fall upon the city streets<\/h6>\n<h6>No laughter, no one there to greet\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>No priests, no sacrificial lamb<\/h6>\n<h6>The Holy Place, only a trace<\/h6>\n<h6>Of what once was God\u2019s dwelling place.<\/h6>\n<h6>The Son of God you led to die, upon the splintered pole<\/h6>\n<h6>Not knowing then, that it was Him, who came to make you whole\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Seventy years of shedding blood<\/h6>\n<h6>In vain you sacrificed\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Messiah came, but you did not recognize<\/h6>\n<h6>It was He, who paid the price\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Standing now on broken ground<\/h6>\n<h6>One, single, red rose, I see\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Lying there, reminding me, that Jesus died on Calvary\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>The crushed, red, rose, like blood I see, staining his hands and feet,<\/h6>\n<h6>Forgiving you forgiving me\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Head bowed, it is finished; it is complete\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>From generation to generation, this will be the symbol of His love, sacred and sweet.<\/h6>\n<h6>The fragrance of the red rose rising upon the wind\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Jesus mending broken hearts, and building life again!<\/h6>\n<h6>Walking among the rubble, smiling, now I know\u2026<\/h6>\n<h6>Jesus is my savior, the crushed, fragrant, red rose!<\/h6>\n<h6 style=\"text-align: right;\">~M.S. O\u2019Neill December 13, 2017<\/h6>\n<h6><strong><em>Matthew 24:1-2 King James Version (KJV) <\/em><\/strong><em>And Jesus went out, and departed from the temple: and his disciples came to him for to shew him the buildings of the temple. And Jesus said unto them, See ye not all these things? Verily I say unto you, There shall not be left here one stone upon another, that shall not be thrown down.<\/em><\/h6>\n<h6><strong><em>Song of Solomon 2: 1 <\/em><em>King James Version (KJV) <\/em><\/strong><em>I am the rose of Sharon,<\/em><\/h6>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>\u00a0 There in the rubble\u2026 Broken glass, shattered rocks and debris All in a pile of destruction, lying in front of me\u2026 I hang my head and cry\u2026 Remembering the prophecy&#8230; Tears fall upon the city streets No laughter, no one there to greet\u2026 No priests, no sacrificial lamb The Holy Place, only a trace&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"om_disable_all_campaigns":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":true,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1781","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p8aPxH-sJ","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1781","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1781"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1781\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1784,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1781\/revisions\/1784"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1781"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1781"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/becourageousbebold.com\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1781"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}