Best Faitheaster Poems
Excited crowds with fresh palm leaves,
Wave them and call Him King.
They pledge allegiance to their Lord
As sweet hosannas ring.
They cannot know the coming days
Will fill their hearts with dread.
Before five days have past, their king
Will be betrayed and dead.
Parishioners on this Sunday
Hold palm leaves as we sing.
Although we know on Friday they
Will crucify our King.
But we know the end of story,
On Easter He arose.
He ascended into Heaven
Astounding friends and foes.
He suffered all without protest,
Forgave us on the tree.
He conquered death forever when
He died for you and me.
won 5th
the day is comming
and is almost here
that glorious sunday
of easter cheer
kids will be wearing
their brand new suits
with spring time colors
and looking cute
and sunday morning
they'll say their speech
little do they know
it's the first lesson they'll teach
the easter egg hunt
will soon pursue
colored eggs and candy
hidden from view
all the children gathering
for a special day
the real hidden treat
was jesus walking out of the grave
T This mournful yet glorious story,
H Hath ever set our eyes on Glory!
E Entombed in an unsullied grave,
O On the Cross for us His life He gave!
L Lamb of God destined to sit on His Father's throne,
D Death He overcame for our transgressions to atone!
R Resurrected on the third day to live forever,
U Undefiled He promised to leave us never!
G Guards placed upon His brow a rustic crown of thorn;
G Gamblers cast lots for the garments He had worn.
E Early that glorious Easter Morn the tomb was bared!
D "Don't be alarmed!" an Angel of the Lord declared!
C "Christ is risen! He is risen! Spread the word!
R Rallying o'er the grave foretold by the prophets has occurred!"
O Overcome with joy His Disciples recalled Jesus' promise:
S Saying, "I'll die and rise again!" (Convinced was even Doubting Thomas!)
S So often debased by man, He rose to become The King of Kings!
Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(© All Rights Reserved)
Honorable Mention in An Easter Picture Contest
Those who walk in falseness will disappear
by day, Night Stalker stairs as they merely
walk away. Life has the scales that balance
on the deepest, darkest sad rainy day.
Visions may be clouded but the final
message stays. The weak be those who doubted
on a sunny day. The teachings; turn the
other cheek, and then merely walk away.
Life tears the heart out, the soul will always
stay. Your emotions come and go, but the
soul will show the way. Some will go through the
motions, and be selfish in everyway.
Some never absorbed the teachings of why
Christ rose on that Easter Day. Let the pain
be lost in the short term. Know Christ will show
the path to the long term eternal way.
E ach Wednesday evening we eat soup and bread,
A simple meal like one our Savior ate.
S upping with dear and closest, trusted friends,
T aking the food to meet His coming fate.
E very one is regretfully afraid,
R ealizing that our loved Savior dies.
R evolted that our own dark, grievous sin
I s causing Him to ride to His demise.
T raveling fearfully with Him to His doom
U ntil his death on Cross on Black Friday.
A ll of us mourn and sorrow by the tomb.
L ooking to promise we'll see Him again.
S unday brings that most astounding vision.
He has risen!! Our Christ is arisen!!
By: Joyce Johnson
Entered in Linda-Marie's Easter contest
PRIORITIES
By Sammy L Holt, Sr.
Throughout our lives we celebrate,
Special events and even some days,
We always allow an amount of time,
And make a big deal in different ways.
The ides of March is no big deal,
But we remember just the same,
Then comes St Patrick’s two days later,
Better wear some green or go in shame.
Next comes a religious holiday,
Get a pinch no wearin’ of the green,
St Patrick still in the ground today,
But held aloft by man’s own dream.
Then comes Easter created by man,
A celebration with lunar control,
Tainted with, Pagan overtones,
Thinking it will be good for the soul.
Next a folly, a consort of fools,
A day set aside for a prank or two,
Some get serious and go all out,
Others go on better things to do.
And in May, we have Mother’s day,
When all Mothers are held in esteem,
Honored and served and rightly so,
An everyday event but a dream.
Then I heard said, on Mother’s day,
No baseball games scheduled today,
Quite an honor for Moms don’t ya think?
That’s really an honor I would say.
With all that said, now what about God?
And why doesn’t God, get a special day?
For all He’s given, we are thankless,
A couple of hours, we’re on our way.
Someone recently prayed, was it perhaps you?
For a revelation of Easter week from the angels point of view.
I drew the assignment (Short straw method, you know)
I'm at my desk with pen in hand, so here I go.
My name is Clarence (you may have heard of me,
years ago I helped George Bailey and it became a great movie;
Ol' George believed his circumstances were all going bad,
And I had to show him what a wonderful life he had.
I earned my wings that Christmas with the ringing of the bell.)
Forgive my digression: I have a different story to tell'
Oh' that sad night on that mountain, when Jesus knelt in prayer,
While His closest group of disciples, peacefully slumbered there'
A mob came out and Judas betrayed the Savior with a kiss.
(Not one of the angels anticipated this.)
There was a mockery of a trial, and a cross was raised high,
We stood at heaven's portals watching God's only Son suffer and die.
Why would He choose to do this? What could possibly be the cause?
Rumor had it that because of sin, all mankind was lost.
Looking down as Jesus was laid in a tomb offered by a friend,
We were stunned' Surely this must be the end.
Suddenly.... three days later in the early hours of that morn,
An earthquake; the stone was moved; the Temple veil was torn'
In an awesome display of power and clothed in majestic light,
We saw our Master Jesus rise from the dead' Oh' what a marvelous sight.
Death had been defeated and so also was the grave,
God and man were re-united, ("Jesus calls it "being saved.")
As it had been before the fall, their fellowship restored,
Once again Jesus sat on His throne- the risen- victorious Lord.
Such rejoicing there was in Heaven; and ever since those darkest days,
The Saints have joined us angels in never-ending praise.
So friend, yield your life to the One on the Throne,
He will hear you when you call, and He'll make your heart His home.
Eternal, deity ^
Always and forever /
Savior, father /
Teacher, friend /
Everlasting joy /
Redeemer, RISEN_____/
(Recieved a honorable mention in Brian's Easter contest! Thanks Brian!!)
The days of Easter, come and go,
Religious memories in a book known as the bible.
Jesus our chosen teacher and companion,
To remember him each year.
He has taught me so much,
His many wise sayings.
Forgiveness perhaps the most difficult to comprehend,
God's son a saviour and model for mankind.
Easter we celebrate him born again,
Decorate our tables with colourful eggs in Easter baskets.
The Easter bunny is a favorite companion,
Blessings for parents and children.
God generous and kind,
A good friend to mankind.
Author: Gwen Meyer-Erlach Schutz
Now that Easter is drawing near
The story must be told
How God sacrificed His Son
To bring us to His fold.
Christ died upon the cross
That salvation we'd receive
He paid the heavy price and all
We need do is believe.
There are still some who have not heard
And some who would not hear.
Tell them about the loving Christ,
Of how He'll reappear.
As God's ambassadors we are
Chosen to tell the story
Of how some day He'll come again
To take us home to Glory.
By: Joyce