
Sorry it’s a day late but still appropriate for this time in our nation’s history. Where are the Paul Revere voices and the listening ears?
So through the night rode Paul Revere

Sorry it’s a day late but still appropriate for this time in our nation’s history. Where are the Paul Revere voices and the listening ears?
So through the night rode Paul Revere
After the crown of thorns
And after they beat our Lord
And after He cried “I thirst”
And a bitter cup was offered
After the nails were driven
And the thief cried, “Remember me!”
At the foot of the cross they gambled
While He gave His life on the tree

Then soldiers were sent to see
If their deadly job was done well
They came and pierced His sweet side
Through that wound His blood was spilled
Then a thunder cloud roared overhead
While they stood looking up at the cross
And Jesus hung quietly still
While His friends thought all was lost
But He couldn’t stay on the cross after darkness
Was the rule they required that day
So Joseph of Arimathea
Came to take Him away
He couldn’t stay on the cross after nightfall
While he waited for Easter’s bright dawn
And the mighty breath of the Spirit
And the angel who rolled back the stone!
Dearest friends: In honor of our Lord I post this simple poem as a remembrance of all He has done for each of us. Have a blessed Easter and may you pause to reflect deeply on Jesus who has become our life through His astonishing choice to give us His on the cross!
If the Bible doesn’t fit
Your life style choice today
And those pesky 10 commandments
Are definitely passe
Then who made all your rules
That tell you what’s PC?
And what is really good or bad
And says what has to be?
But if God is still creator
And Jesus is His Son
And the cross still takes away our sins
And heaven’s still to come
Then we’ve got hope
God is still good
He can forgive

our sin
He gave His life that we might live
And welcomes children in!
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