This is a poem I wrote in 2000.  Christ died for me and He died for you!  Why?!!!

WHY HE HAD TO DIE

WHY HE HAD TO DIE, The answer I did seek,
Why He had to die was because I am so weak.
I try to live a good life and measure up to all,
But soon as Adam sinned I began my dreadful fall.

So two thousand years ago God sent His only Son to earth,
He taught me and healed me and showed me my worth.
He did many things, some I could never see,
He did each thing with an open heart for me.

I bruised His body, pierced His side and hung Him on that tree.
What a painful death He bore from sin, just to set me free.
So I always ask the question, WHY?
Jesus, Why did You love me enough to suffer and to die?

So when He arose and the battle over death He did win,
I knew from then on I’d never fear the wages of my sin.
And when He ascended to glory and joined His
Father in the sky,
I knew He would always Love me and that is the reason
WHY HE HAD TO DIE.

      Frederick B. Orr
April 18, 2000