Happy Easter!

Here is the last nonet, along with the other three. God always has the last word. And that word is love.

 

 

 

The Yous and Mes of eternity,

we all must dig out the dirty truth.

Life begins and ends in dust.

Pride, wealth, and life itself

won’t last, must collapse.

From ashes to

ashes we

all fall 

down.

 

But 

the One

who creates,

paints our door posts,

then invites us in

to eat with him in peace.

Body and blood, bread and wine,

our lives swallowed up in His love,

our lives swallowed up in each other.

 

Palm branches trampled, the crowd dispersed,

our Lord stripped, striped, and crowned with thorns

carried His cross and my sins.

Innocent, yet condemned,

nailed, pierced, thirsty,

He forgave me 

as He was

hung to

die.

 

Wake!

Arise!

Hear good news!

Rock rolled away.

Tomb concedes defeat.

Death is but a portal

back home to the saving place,

back home to the One who loves you.

Jesus is alive and so are we.