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Friday had been the saddest day,
that my life had ever known.
The loneliness that my heart felt,
just would not leave me alone.
The clouds that filled that afternoon,
with their darkness and their dread,
left remorseful feelings alive inside,
along with feelings that seemed so dead.
On Saturday when I did wake up,
my world was much worse now it seemed,
for the darkness and gloom that it embraced,
made me sit so aloof in sad daydreams.
Of what my eyes had see transpire
on that Friday afternoon.
I only hope that what was written
would come to fruition so very soon.
As the last twenty four hours ticked away,
I felt the hope in my heart start to rise,
for my heart began to beat so steady again,
as I awaited the prophesied moment to arrive.
But many that were around me praying,
saw their faith begin to slip and fade
not believing that what was happening,
would be more than just another day.
Yet my heart as the awaited time came closer,
anticipating the joy which it might soon receive,
felt the rhythm of the approaching moment,
for with its faith it never failed to believe.
I heard the most beautiful melodies,
embracing me from where He laid in a tomb.
And as I heard the hearty voices of angels,
I knew that He would be rising so very soon.
And as the last twenty four hours did end,
the sadness and loneliness was taken away,
replaced by happiness and such a pure joy,
for my Savior rose anew just like He did say.
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