O Lord,
We saw the bread crumbs, emptied vessels, damp towels
Scattered over the shaking floor of our faith.
Justice was swept under the rug of violence
And redemption hung in the balance of a cross.
Just when all seemed lost and death began to dance
The long night came to an end.
We proclaim your Death, O Lord!
At dawn, on the first day of the week
We pulled ourselves away from tear-stained pillows
And walked in tired mourning to the place
Where, unguarded, the stone was rolled away,
Revealing an empty tomb
Full of life and possibility!
The earth shook with the news, “He is not here!”
And we profess your Resurrection!
Light shine and lilies bloom.
You are with us again in the upper room
We sigh and laugh at stories of darkness past.
At your table we eat and sing
Alleluia! Alleluia! Bells of blessing ring!
We dare to touch each other’s hand and side.
Peace is your gift, Love is our guide
Until you come again!
~David L. Coppola~
"This Word played life against death
and death against life in tournament
on the wood of the most holy cross,
so that by his death he destroyed our death,
and to give us life he spent his own bodily life.
With love, then, he has so drawn us
and with his kindness so conquered our malice
that every heart should be won over."
~Catherine of Siena~
"If our greatest need had been information,
God would have sent an educator.
If our greatest need had been technology,
God would have sent us a scientist.
If our greatest need had been money,
God would have sent us an economist.
But since our greatest need was forgiveness,
God sent us a Saviour."
~© Roy Lessin; DaySpring Cards~
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© Tina's Prayer Gate
April 5, 2015 |
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