Easter Sunday

They laid him in the tomb. It was getting late, the Sabbath was approaching so they did what they could in the time that they had and the women said they would come back and finish the job. They went back to Jerusalem and crept into their room and each of them seemed to exude the feeling of gloom.  The Master was gone, why had he died? They gave everything up to walk at His side. The Sabbath was over so the women got on the way.  Carrying spices and ointments to anoint the body of Jesus that day, to do to Him the last kindest act, for he lay there dead, they saw Him so they new this was a fact. As they walked to the garden where his body lay, they wondered who would roll the stone away. Finally they were there and thy could not believe what they saw, the stone was away, the body was gone, they were in awe. Two men dressed in dazzling white asked them why they sought the living among the dead the body was gone that is what they saw. The shroud was in a pile at the foot of the crypts cold stone bed and the cloth that covered his face was rolled up in another place. The men in their clothes of brilliant white told them the Jesus was raised late in the night. They told them to tell Peter, James, and John, that Jesus had returned from the great beyond.  To Galilee they must go and go there in haste for Jesus awaits them there and there is no time to waste. So the women left their burdens of spices, and ran to tell the the men of this wonder and they arrived in a trice. The men, they laughed and heaped up scorn, how foolish these women were on this Sunday morn. 

But Peter, James, and John remembered the word that they had received. Could it be as they now perceived that the Lord was risen? They ran to garden and looked in and saw the body was gone and they were in awe. They remembered he said to Galilee they must go so the picked up their cloaks and on the road they went. Their joy was so great that it was very hard to state, The Master had risen on this very date.    

This is the day the Lord has made, let us rejoice and be glad!

Today we celebrate the victory of Christ over sin and death. Had Jesus just died, he would have been no more than another pious preacher. But he tore the veil away and turned death into life. Thank you for letting me tell the story, I know my poetry is bad at best but the story it tells will refresh your soul. You see, because of Jesus and his obedience to the Father, we now can enter heaven.   To all of you, Happy Easter.  Jesus is Risen, He is truly risen.