He knew...

He knew, and yet...

He knew he would be mocked.

He knew He would be spit upon.

He knew He would be judged.

He knew He would be misunderstood.

He knew he would be betrayed.

He knew He would be misrepresented.

He knew He would be hated.

He knew He would be crucified....yet He opened His heart to these very ones.

He loved these very ones.

He still welcomes these very ones...

I say I follow Him, that I belong to Him, that I love Him and He is my everything.

I would give my very life for Him...but can I do what He did?

Can I love when I have been judged, misunderstood, mocked and betrayed....

Can I?