By bridcf, Apr 11 2020 05:14PM
As we celebrate Easter and think about Christ’s death and resurrection, I’d like to share with you the following poem which sums up the real meaning of Easter.
Christ's Obituary Greta Zwaan © 2013
Beware if my obituary is stating I am dead;
I bear the scars of suffering, the thorns upon my head;
the marks where nails were driven, the lashes on my back;
the deep humiliation, the angry mob's attack.
The torment of deep hatred, the mistrust and the guile;
the words that bite like adders, such cruel words defile.
It did not thwart my purpose, it did not change my plan,
the need seemed only greater, the sinfulness of man.
Before my journey started, my mission was to save,
before my earthly entrance, man had become sin's slave.
I knew the pain I'd suffer, the burden that I'd bear,
the price that sin demanded had to be carried there.
The cross could never hold Me, my Father set me free;
I live! I walk in glory! No grave had claims on me.
And through my death I conquered the perils all men face,
sin is no more a victor, it's been replaced by grace.
Salvation's door is opened, the key is to believe,
for mercy is extended the moment you receive,
the gift of God's forgiveness, you're not a slave to sin,
you are a new creation when Jesus enters in.