The Folded NapkinA Poem by Melinda McQueenEaster poem.In Hebrew days A disheveled napkin in a plate Signaled that the master had finished, And the servant would collect the dish.
However, if the napkin was folded, His return would be noted.
Jesus paid the price at Calvary When He died to set us free. The most perfect Servant and Word To the most perfect Master and Lord.
Obedient to the cross At all cost. Giving up the ghost, Hope rose.
On the third day, Nothing but His clothes did lay In His place, As well as the folded cloth which had covered His face. (John 20:7)
Quite a sign From the great Divine. For He’s coming back again, Hence, the folded napkin.© 2015 Melinda McQueenAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthorMelinda McQueenTXAboutHello, I'm Melinda from Texas. I am a published author. I'm in a chair with Cerebral Palsy and writing is my outlet. I have found deep pleasure in writing poetry. Writing helps me express my emotion.. more..Writing
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