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My POETRY SOUP EASTER POEM for April 10, 2017: I. Some Say Easter; but can you spare Him a glance? It’s Jesus Christ Time; Always Jesus time for real Living Ecce Homo! Pontius Pilate said, with a worried smile - As he washed his own hands from the looming crime Permitted the Synagogue to protect its turf, ground of religion Priests who rejected the Prophets, bullied my beautiful LORD To the cruel cross, to crucify the Living Word Disfigured by man: Roman, Jewish, Gentile … More than forty lashes of a whip like a cat-of-nine Humbled for my sins, undressed for all, spat upon, Mocked and crowned with a thorny crown … Yet His divine majesty glowed through the ugliness (mine). Blood vessels, even tiny capillaries, were burst ... II. But He alone gave up His Spirit, dismissed the Ruach To die like a man, then rise like only God can – man’s worst Did not surprise our Trinity; Such love takes eternity To be understood; we hate pain and curse the Creator Yet He came down, joined us, to rise with every sinner - Like you good folks, I welcome this season and the Cross - But do we care that willful sinning is treason to Jesus? In spite of it all, His love gives, receives, and forgives O trust Him, O do trust Him: every believer lives That is God’s heart – always His ardent desire To relegate only Satan’s rebels to hellfire ... III. Our Jesus, my Jesus, is man yet God in Glory Flee to Him. Abide and rest in him, meditate on His story, a minute a day will suffice: He is an easy taskmaster (My yoke is easy; My burden is light, says Holy Scripture) Could you please spare a minute? Do you have time Away from shopping and decorating, cooking and looking? Looking to the News for signs of a fresh beginning? Thanksgiving is not a Feast, each day is for thanksgiving! O, a minute with Jesus will offer eternity Like the ardent Lover, He asks for your glance only To unleash a flood of His best; His promised abundance - Heaven and hell hang in the balance: could you spare Him a glance? None like Jesus; ever giving – ever waiting – that perchance I would repent like St. Peter. Citizen, can you spare Jesus a glance!

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Some Say Easter, But Can You Spare Jesus a Glance

My POETRY SOUP EASTER POEM for April 10, 2017: I. Some Say Easter; but can you spare Him a glance? It’s Jesus Christ Time; Always Jesus time for real Living Ecce Homo! Pontius Pilate said, with a worried smile - As he washed his own hands from the looming crime Permitted the Synagogue to protect its turf, ground of religion Priests who rejected the Prophets, bullied my beautiful LORD To the cruel cross, to crucify the Living Word Disfigured by man: Roman, Jewish, Gentile … More than forty lashes of a whip like a cat-of-nine Humbled for my sins, undressed for all, spat upon, Mocked and crowned with a thorny crown … Yet His divine majesty glowed through the ugliness (mine). Blood vessels, even tiny capillaries, were burst ... II. But He alone gave up His Spirit, dismissed the Ruach To die like a man, then rise like only God can – man’s worst Did not surprise our Trinity; Such love takes eternity To be understood; we hate pain and curse the Creator Yet He came down, joined us, to rise with every sinner - Like you good folks, I welcome this season and the Cross - But do we care that willful sinning is treason to Jesus? In spite of it all, His love gives, receives, and forgives O trust Him, O do trust Him: every believer lives That is God’s heart – always His ardent desire To relegate only Satan’s rebels to hellfire ... III. Our Jesus, my Jesus, is man yet God in Glory Flee to Him. Abide and rest in him, meditate on His story, a minute a day will suffice: He is an easy taskmaster (My yoke is easy; My burden is light, says Holy Scripture) Could you please spare a minute? Do you have time Away from shopping and decorating, cooking and looking? Looking to the News for signs of a fresh beginning? Thanksgiving is not a Feast, each day is for thanksgiving! O, a minute with Jesus will offer eternity Like the ardent Lover, He asks for your glance only To unleash a flood of His best; His promised abundance - Heaven and hell hang in the balance: could you spare Him a glance? None like Jesus; ever giving – ever waiting – that perchance I would repent like St. Peter. Citizen, can you spare Jesus a glance!