The sun refused to shine three hours that day
Foreboding darkness pierced Golgotha’s hill.
As God’s own precious Son gave up the ghost
Love - born in death…T’was the Father’s will…
“Truly this was the Son of God!” cried the centurion.
As blood and water spewed down on his head
His heart was contrite and broken for his deeds
He wept bitterly for Christ’s blood he’d shed…
Joseph and Nicodemus came for His ravaged body
Released from the bloodstained cross of doom.
They wrapped Him lovingly in fine linen cloth
With spices He was buried in a borrowed tomb.
Sunday, the women came early to anoint Him
The stone was rolled away, the tomb was bare!
Angels proclaimed “He’s not here! He is risen!
Tell His disciples; in Galilee…you’ll find Him there.
As two escaped the mayhem on the Emmaus road
A traveler consoled and expounded God’s plan.
Then Jesus revealed Himself in the breaking of bread
“Did not our heart burn within us…by this man?”
“Peace be unto you, do not be troubled” He spoke,
Appearing to terrified disciples in the bolted room.
“Ye are witnesses for remission of sin to be preached
It behooved Me to suffer…then rise from the tomb.”
Penning these verses….brought me to tears
No greater love have I ever known…
Beloved, this is Easter…not bunnies or eggs
Its JESUS…resurrected and claiming the throne!
It was personal….very….personal.
If you died today, are you absolutely certain that you would go to heaven? You can be! TRUST JESUS NOW
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