Sunday, April 1, 2018

"Christ is Risen! Christ is Risen Indeed!"



The birds were awake
at the mere hint of daybreak
and their songs
began to fill the air
as if to praise God
for what had been accomplished …
as if they wanted 
to be the first to shout,
“Christ is risen .. Christ is risen indeed!”

A woman whispered
his name to angels -
faith in the midst
of great darkness
was heard …
“MY LORD”.

She had seen him
beaten …
bloodied …
mocked …
crucified …
dead.
Still she whispered,
“MY LORD.”

She stood in the garden.
Through tear-filled eyes
she stared at an empty tomb.
“MY LORD.
Where have they taken him?”

His name 
has been whispered.
A presence is felt.
Another whisper
is heard - “Mary.”

Oh, such blessed whispers
in a garden -
“My Lord” …
“Mary” …
“My Father and your Father” …
“My God and your God”.

The whispers are no more!
Thank God, 
the whispers are no more!


Shouts, yes SHOUTS
are heard.
Grace and mercy flowed
down from the cross.  
Love walked out 
of a tomb.
Our names are 
whispered in a garden.

Go and tell others …

“CHRIST IS RISEN!  CHRIST IS RISEN INDEED!”

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