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John 20:19-31

Posted on April 19, 2020 by Wick

On the first day of the week
As the sun began to set
Jesus entered the house
Though no one had unlocked it yet

Knowing they’d have fear
At such an ethereal appearance
He announces “Peace be with you.”
Giving them emotional clearance

Then he showed His hands and side
Showing He had been the one
Crucified dead, and buried
God’s one and only Son

“Receive the Holy Spirit.
For as I was sent, now you.”
Extending God’s forgiveness was
Now something they would do.

Now Thomas wasn’t with them
So when they came with good news bursting
He declared he’d only believe
If he saw the scars in person.

So again Jesus would enter
The closed house where they’d gone to grieve
And Jesus invited Thomas
To touch his wounds and believe.

But blessed are those who haven’t seen
And believe, unlike Thomas
They understand the Love of God
That fulfills His Covenant promise

Posted on April 14, 2020 by Wick

Even Jesus needed an angel
To roll away the stone
Perhaps if not, the guards would’ve thought
He’d risen all alone.

As if he hadn’t really died
Just suffered so immensely
So bright and shining angel of the Lord
While they watched & fainted, tensely

The women watched and didn’t faint
But waited on the Lord
But there must have been a little fear
Which the angel dismissed in word

“Jesus is not here, for He is raised.”
The mighty angel said,
“Now go and tell his disciples
He’s risen from the dead!”

They turned with quick intent to run
With such joy in their eyes
But dropped to worship instantly
When Jesus appeared, “Surprise!”

Such a childlike Savior, appearing
While the angel was on a mission
And telling them to hurry back
Maybe He wanted to go fishing…

Posted on April 11, 2020 by Wick

When someone dies before their time
Not a single person is ready
We allow anyone to offer help
For their hands can be more steady

A disciple from the fringes?
A rich man just converted?
Joseph of Arimathea came
When he had been alerted.

He helped to wrap the body
As all creation watched and mourned
The heaviest of weight in grief
In their stomachs continued to form

Yet even as their tears were moist
Rome was staying in the loop
The Pharisees has warned them
Of deception possible by His group

The worst thing that could happen
Would be to let them pretend He rose
And so the tomb was well guarded
By His enemies and foes.

The heavy stone was rolled in place
And guards stood just nearby
The women slowly walked away
As all the cosmos sighed.

I wonder if creation could
Feel something New was brewing?
Or if even the birds and fish
Had no idea what the creator was doing…