Easter Prayer
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Written on March 26, 2024
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Tetelestai—“It is finished”—may be the most significant word ever uttered across the stratosphere. The single most important statement in all of human history. Spoken by the innocent and dying only begotten Son of God. Tetelestai is a stake driven into eternity, which stands there still, and the kingdom of darkness is powerless against it. - Martin, Charles. It Is Finished: A 40-Day Pilgrimage Back to the Cross (p. xvii). Thomas Nelson. Kindle Edition.
Struggling, beneath the lessons
melting my darkness, glistening color
through the melancholy,
imaginations playing on the winds,
of yesterday, where they stir…
rustling,
murmurs of light,
breathless, yet silent
as the loneliest nights,
shadows inviting the music, songs blurring,
the melodies with insight,
intrigue, inviting,
hearts to see beneath the misty mornings,
the colors in rich scarlet,
breathless cobalt and soothing violet,
begetting the music
glistening thoughts, melting
deception, blessing verity, affections,
in graceful tones, imagine,
wisdom, so honest and devoted
to the light who falls, cleansing away
the whispers of a past, the dark
that has held my soul in its grasp,
where shadows play,
carving silhouettes of yesterday
into the twilight,
sun aching to polish the heart,
in wonders, undone,
by the joy that comes
from knowing God’s only Son,
the answer to tears we shun,
the reason for all we have sought,
the hope, the fire, the soul’s one desire,
the love who silences doubt,
restores the joy, despite the clouds,
awakens a heart to the knowing,
wherever there is grace, His anointing,
poured out on the spirit,
where a solitary life understands
the reason, the worth, the plan
embracing, with faith,
where there was once shame,
painting peace,
in the promises, the mercy
His grace – trembling with kindness,
leaves the soul humble,
meek as the lamb, yet
more alive than it has ever been,
alive because it’s been born again,
a new life, a new heart,
a new reason to praise the One,
who came to give each of us,
the opportunity to choose the love,
that came down from above,
to forgive and save us from an eternity,
without the One who exchanged
His home in heaven, for a cross and nails
revealing perfect love,
love in innocent blood that only God’s Son
had the power to shed for us,
sinners without a hope,
sinners who needed someone
to save their soul from the misery
of an eternity without a prayer,
an eternity without God there
an eternity… how, oh how?
Love answered our heart with grace,
saving souls through faith,
in the One who made a way,
when He arose from the tomb,
leaving only a memory
buried in the tomb where He once lay,
Oh, but, He didn’t stay there.
No, He didn’t stay….
And, for all eternity, we can praise,
just His name,…
Jesus,
is enough to say – His name is enough
to quiet every evil of this world.
His name is enough reason to sing praise,
forevermore… Praise God, Praise Jesus,
the One who died and rose again
so I could live in eternity with Him,
my very best friend,
the reason that light surrounds me,
washing me in the calm,
His ever soothing balm,
forever, all through time, His love
will breath joy through my soul,
sing satisfaction into my yearning heart,
erase the deafening cries,
all the alibis
with the song of faith,
the poetry, the grace, the melody
of a day, when we all are changed,
in the twinkling of an eye,
we’ll be on the other side,
with the One who changed our life,
the One who heard our cries,
and took away those burdens,
replacing them with a smile,
because forever… sings the light,
forever, forever alive
with Jesus Christ, in paradise!
Copyright © Regina Mcintosh | Year Posted 2024
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