Verses for Easter – Week 2

He Couldn’t Stay on the Cross

After the crown of thorns
And they ripped the robe off His back 
And after the hammer and nails
When the lightening came down with a crack

While the life blood of Jesus poured out 
From the wound where they pierced His side
The crowd stood around looking up at His face 
 Then Mary bowed in her grief as she cried

And by the law He couldn't stay after sunset
He must be buried by the end of the day
So - Joseph of Arimathea
Begged Pilate to take Him away

He couldn’t stay on the cross after nightfall
He must be laid in the dark of the tomb
Till He rose with the breath of the Spirit
When the angel would roll back the stone!

And Joseph bought a linen shroud and taking him down, wrapped him in the linen shroud and laid him in a tomb that had been cut out of the rock. And he rolled a stone against the entrance of the tomb.  
Mark 15:42-46 ESV

He Couldn't Stay on the Cross by Peter Caligiuri 
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And That was That on Easter!

And That Was That

They sealed Him in the grave
And that
Was that

And soldiers sent to guard
Stood back
To back

All through the second day
All Hope
Seemed black

Till on that Sunday morn
They heard
A crack

The tomb was opened wide
To show
The fact

That Jesus Christ was free
From death’s
Dark Pact

And Mary heard His voice
It echoed
Back

To tell the mighty news
And that
Was that!

And That was That by Peter Caligiuri
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 So they went in, but they didn’t find the body of the Lord Jesus. As they stood there puzzled, two men suddenly appeared to them, clothed in dazzling robes. The women were terrified and bowed with their faces to the ground. Then the men asked, “Why are you looking among the dead for someone who is alive? Luke 24:3-5 NLT

Three Short Days

Now on the first day of the week Mary Magdalene came to the tomb early, while it was still dark, and saw that the stone had been taken away from the tomb John 20:1 ESV

With snow seemingly falling everywhere except Florida this year, I am reminded of the year before we moved here and Scranton was buried under twenty four inches of snow. Cars were completely covered, our street was closed for two days and everyone’s schedule came to a screeching halt! But then just three weeks later, with the temperatures reaching almost 80 degrees, the snow vanished. What a difference those three short weeks made!

Yup that’s my car (I think!)

One Sunday morning 2000 years ago just think what a difference three short days made. On Friday the disciples fled in fear. When Joseph and Nicodemus put Jesus into the tomb it seemed that all their hopes lay cold and dead in the grave. But on that dark morning of the third day, when Mary came she discovered in astonishment that the stone had been rolled back and the grave stood empty!  Then Jesus Himself drew near. Mary mistook Him for a simple gardener, until He called her name and then she was filled with joy. Not much has changed in 2000 years. We may think of Jesus as a great teacher, a loving healer or a simple carpenter, but we only know Him when He comes and calls our name! What a difference those three short days have made!