Castle in the SkyA Poem by eve roper t
h
e
skies
g r e w
d a r k
t h i s d a y,
a n x i e t y
s t r e t c h e d
u n d e r the
blanket o f
d a r k n e s s.
On bended knees they all g a t h e r e d
round at the bottom o f t h e c r o s s
realizing what they'd done to the Son of Father. Jesus
gazed at their grief and sounds of raining tears; all
they could see was the blood - stained cross,
they forgot that He was a gift for us all.
Once more He a r o s e on the third day to be
seen only to those chosen ones who spoke, ate,
and drank with H i m, to receive H i m
back as L o r d. After the Lord J e s u s
had spoken to them, He was taken up
to h e a v e n to sit at the right hand of
The F a t h e r. Through H i s death and
R e s u r r e c t i o n
He reconciled us
back to the Father.
Concrete steps
to our Lord.
Copyright © Eve Roper 3/28/2018
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