A bitter, last goodbye became the dawn of a new age When the Lord of Life burst out of death’s unyielding cage, Flung the gates of hell so wide they let in heaven’s light, Allowing all the souls trapped there to witness his true might,
Bend the knee and join him in His wondrous kingdom come, Transform into the holy throng they were made to become, Inviting all of us on Earth to live a whole new life Where hope is unavoidable and miracles are rife.
We can be sure of every promise he has ever made; His resurrection proved to all the price is really paid, The heaven he described is real, the power he offers, too, To be with us in every fight for what is good and true.
So courage, now, and boldness, to share His love and care, And take on every stronghold of the foul Prince of the Air, Including those within your heart, let Him purify And cleanse your soul so that in time you’ll never truly die.
On this most superversive of days,
When darkness was swallowed up by light,
When death was overpowered by life,
When despair was torn asunder by dazzling hope,
When guilt was washed away by innocence,
And access to holiness was opened to all,
We can sum it all up in just three words:
This saddest chore we will fulfill,
We women weak and weary still
From all these awful days have wrought,
We will ebalm him as we ought.
But who will roll the stone away, and what about the guard?
So many things combined to make this day so very hard.
There’s the rich man’s garden, but what happened to the tomb?
My friends nervously approach and peer into the gloom. Continue reading →
Given that Easter is upon us, I’d like to do something a little different.
A few months back, one very intelligent man whose opinions I deeply respect on a number of matters (he’s an agnostic, or at least he was at the time, he prefers to keep his beliefs to himself) was asked what single event in history he would choose to witness if he had a time machine. He replied the resurrection, since it would answer a lot of questions.