The lesson for today was to write a ballad about a hero or heroine, using epistrophe. Epistrophe is the repetition of a word or words at the end of successive sentences. My hero is definitely Jesus. I can’t think of any better subject. I have never tried to write a poem using epistrophe, so this is my first attempt. This poem is based on the verse in Matthew 26:39, when Jesus stated, nevertheless not as I will, but as thou wilt. Jesus knew he would be crucified, that the sins of the world would be upon Him as He hung on a cross, despised, forsaken, alone,and in excruciating pain. He was spit on, slapped, mocked, the glorious Son of God. He had His beard plucked out, a crown of thorns placed on His head, and He had done nothing deserving of death. He took my sins, and my punishment. He took my place. I see what motivated my hero–Jesus. It was God’s will that He envisioned. For men to be forgiven, that a price had to be paid, that God loved people, and He needed His Son to redeem them, by dying for them. That isn’t the end of the story, because Jesus rose from the grave. He is alive, and at the right hand of God, interceding on our behalf. He will return, and one day we will be with Him forever and ever! Let Your Will be Done! Who will go?–Send Me, He said,– Let Your will be done. While in the garden, He wept with dread–Let Your will be done. While healing the sick, forgiving sin,–Let Your will be done. While raising the dead to life again–Let Your will be done. While the hungry crowd was fed,–Let Your will be done. While on a wooden cross He bled, — Let Your will be done. While He died and rose again, — Let Your will be done. Just to redeem sinful men–Through Him, God’s will was done.