4/4/21 Through 4/10/21

 4/4/21 Through 4/10/21

Sunday

To rise from dead, what does it mean?

No thing as this was ever seen.

The dead are gone to rise no more,

For that's the way it's been before.

But not that blessed Easter morn,

When women rose 'fore dawn to mourn,

And bless with spices on the head

Of One they crucified that's dead.

They found the angels there to tell,

And winding sheet, an empty shell.

A glory filled the empty tomb

Where Love had conquered doom and gloom.

One day we all shall rise like He,

So death where is your victory?

The Easter people clearly see

That Jesus sets the captives free.

Monday

Exalted at the Father's hand

The Spirit comes at His command.

The promised power from above

To live within the laws of love.

The courage for the small to speak. 

Wealth for poor, and strength for weak.

Help for all to understand,

And wisdom for the simple man.

Undeniably, it's true

These gifts he offers now to you.

Be like His Mother on this day,

And say, "Let it be done Your way."

Tuesday

It's true!  It's true!  Our Savior lives!

What joy His risen presence gives.

No more the pow'r of death shall reign.

The Lord has brought eternal gain.

Repent.  Repent, and be baptized.

Receive the Lord as bread disguised.

Confess your sins and be assured,

You're saved by what our Lord endured.

Wednesday

In breaking bread the veil was drawn,

Quite clear we saw Who rose at dawn.

The reason why our hearts did burn,

The One to whom we all must turn.

His words a fire sparked within

That kindled as we walked with Him.

Then every step would feed the blaze

As He explained and cleared the haze.

Our risen Savior, Christ the Lord,

Who on the Cross His life outpoured,

That men would see the pow'r of love,

And turn their hearts to God above.

His life and death a model be

For all of Christianity

To mold us in the image of

His glorious, self-giving love.

Thursday

Open our minds to understand.

Make clear to us what You have planned.

Give us the courage to answer, yes.

Send us Your Spirit to heal and bless.

Why do these questions in you arise?

Open your mind, and open your eyes.

All of the prophets have been fulfilled.

In Jesus the whole of the law distilled.

Children of Abraham, healed and blessed,

Repent and believe to pass the test.

Make of all men disciples of Christ

Pass on to them the Pearl highly priced.

Friday 

On the stone, a fire burning

In a boat, the men returning

Long the night without a yield

Until a one from shore appealed,

Cast the net to starboard side

And see if God does not provide.

A breakfast meal for you awaiting

Joy their hearts anticipating 

Jesus risen once again

Makes us fishers now of men

Bidding us to turn away

And start upon His chosen way. 

How true the pattern holds today,

We meet the risen Lord some way,

But fail to ever rearrange

Priorities and make a change.

We fall back to convenient ways

And back into the cloudy haze. 

But Jesus calls us out from there

To in His work of love to share. 

We too are called to work His field

To speak the truth and bear a yield   

To gather ripened crops within

And turn our nation back from sin. 

Friday Evening

The final three, a gift to me

How different life would be.

Without this love from God above

That plainly now I see.

 

So many thought, I trouble bought

Too old, they all were taught

But now they see this set me free

When truly they were not.

Saturday

Empty tomb there's no denying,

Cripple walking, rules defying.

Warned to keep His name taboo.

Ordered spread it on to you.

Who to follow and obey?

Who's the true uplifting way?

One who died and rose again,

Or wicked, jealous, sinful men?

The same dilema's here today.

They mock and hate the narrow way,

And try to cancel all that's true

By silencing the clearest view.

Boy or girl no longer mean

Objectively, what's plainly seen,

But pick a lie you'd like to live,

And then to all, your gender give.

The choice is ours, today as then,

To follow God or sinful men,

To walk the narrow way with Him,

Or follow every foolish whim