Tag: Humility

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Matthew 12:38-42

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Sometimes looking back
We look forward
Toward the future held in store
What was so much more
Than we originally knew
What will we do
Now that we know?

If we go on as if what has happened isn’t for us?
We miss the bus.
Will we trust in what God has spoken?

The story of Jonah wasn’t a token
An island event unattached
It matched the heart of God being revealed
A God who healed
And who has dealed with us in so much grace
Offering place
So we’d stop running our own race
Slow our pace
Turn away from disgrace
Turning toward Him
It must begin, within
But not remain unseen
If we know what love means
It arrives on the shores of our lives

(this was all in response to Jonah
We live in an era that is much later,
And have celebrated something even greater!)

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John 20:19-31

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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

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Matthew 27:57–66

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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…