Sunday, April 24, 2011

This Easter,

Early in the morning,
The women went to see where His body laid,
But the angel declared,
"He has risen, He is not here".

And then when John came running fast,
In the Tomb, Peter stepped inside
But the burial cloth folded, was all they could see,
Everything was kept tidy and neat.

Mary, whose life Jesus had changed,
Stood drowning in tears
Weeping because they took her Lord away.
 She turned to hear someone say,
"Woman why are you crying?"
She hoped this gardener would tell her
Where His body lay..

But 'Mary', He called..
She knew this voice.
The voice of Her Master
The one who rescued her,
And gave her new life.

Two friends walking towards the Emmaus village
With their face downcast.
Discussing the sad climax of Christ
Another stranger,
With them, he joined,
And as He spoke, their hearts burned.
"Come with us", they offered him to stay
He went to their home, and it was almost late,
As the stranger took the bread,
Broke it and gave them to eat
They saw the stranger was Jesus Christ.
whom they thought was forced to die.

Later that day,
He went to meet
His trembling disciples,
Scared and weak.
Hiding behind doors,
Unable to face a future they could not see
"Peace Be with you"..
He stood among them and said
"With Flesh and bones
I have returned
Touch me and See,
Let's also have some fish to eat"

With the amazed disciples,
He sat to eat
He opened their minds,
The Scriptures, He revealed.

Then the disciples went along,
To a mountain in Galilee
Jesus was there,
To give them the authority
 Over sickness and strife.
To give them the power,
That made Him come alive..
"Make disciples of the nations,
Teach them to obey.
I am with you
Till the end of age"..

Lord, this Easter
I only pray
That I see this power
Work in me everyday
Not in ways that others' are deceived 
But to help each one trust in You and believe.
For every man and woman,
To surrender to your love.
To be your true disciple 
And glorify You with their whole lives.

Please Lord.