April 18, 2014
The Goodness in Good Friday
Resurrection
by Mary Harwell Sayler
It was finished.
There was nothing left to do
but take down Jesus' body
and hide it quickly
from mind, from view.
The terror of the tomb
closed the matter,
once for all,
wrapping sin
for its descent
into down-falling darkness
where never light had been.
Even from the Upper Room
no one had known our own
souls would be exhumed.
But Christ arose.
And with Him angels rolled
away the tombstone,
shroud,
and doubt –
releasing all
who wanted out.
© 1983, 2014, Mary Harwell Sayler, all rights reserved. ...
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Wonderful poem and message!
Thank you, Wendell. God bless.
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