What a beautiful poem for Resurrection Sunday.
Just pondering the wonder and glory of the Empty Tomb that ushered in the filling of our souls. Our gatherings this year look different, but there is nothing that can wipe out the possibility to celebrate this amazing gift He gave. 😊
Hush gathers over the morn,
Yet anticipation is humming,
Joy poised to be reborn
As creation sounds a blessed drumming…
Stone once sealed,
Now rolled out, the entrance revealed:
A folded shroud,
A vacant room,
And baffling bright promise
Alights the former gloom…
Oh, blessed ,empty tomb!
The indwelling you represent
Cheats the dead soul’s doom!
For, in Him who is alive,
We are gifted the chance to
Actually, trulyforever live!!
In Him who all that is worthy derives,
We learn just how much He chose to give…
Blessings and prayers, dear friends! Happy Resurrection Sunday! He is ALIVE! Woo hoo! ☺