A Poem to the Greatest Unrecorded Wound

Jesus, You said Your most painful, unrecorded

Wound from Your Passion was the bloody,

Painful slice of the wooden Cross 

Rubbed so angrily into Your shoulder.

You bore the heavy weight of a Cross,

A Cross that You chose to carry,

A Cross that no earthly man could bear

But You did it with tender, heartfelt love.

You said this pain was unrecorded 

By man. I seek to bring light to the 

Tragedy of pain, encompassing  

Your beloved body.

The pain was visible in Your shoulder, 

Spilling blood onto the splintering wood

Of the cross. Let me make this agonizing 

Wound now visible to the world;

Not to glorify myself,

But to give praise to every ounce of Your suffering.

I thank You for this Sacrifice,

So gently, selflessly, taken on for my restoration.

Here I am: I pray these humble words illustrate 

What no man has done before.

Let my words console Your Heart,

And one day, let my soul rejoice with You, forevermore.

Kateri Campbell is a recent graduate of Salem State University with a B.A. in English and a concentration in Professional Writing, living in Peabody, Massachusetts. Besides spending time with and preparing to marry her fiancé in July 2023, she enjoys knitting, baking, hanging out with friends, traveling, and adoration. An avid writer since high school, she has recently felt called to share her poetry and writing beyond her computer files. She enjoys composing pieces about God's love for His creation and her relationship with Him. She hopes that her writing will help spread the message of God's intrinsic love to other women.