After Matthew 28:1-20
The one who escaped
the life from before,
the one who wiped
his feet with her hair,
the one scorned and
reviled, is the one
who goes to the tomb
that day. The earth
shakes with a roar;
she stops and holds
on to her companion.
The guards at the tomb
are terrified, trembling
in fear, frozen like
statues at what they
all can see: the one
in glowing white.
Like so many times
before, the angel
says do not be afraid.
The one you seek is
not here. The one
you seek has risen.
See the empty shroud.
Go, tell.
The one who escaped
the life before sees,
and believes, and runs
to obey. As they run,
another stops them,
and greets them, and
says do not be afraid,
go and tell them
to find me in Galilee.
Photograph by Pisit Heng via Unsplash. Used with permission.
Some Sunday Readings
How eggs became the symbol of Easter – Jane Stannus at The Spectator.
Kierkegaard on Easter Weekend – Rod Dreher at Rod Dreher’s Diary.
Britain will not be a “Christian country” without Christians – Ben Sixsmith at The Critic Magazine.
Who Believes in Easter Anymore? – poem by James Tweedie at Society of Classical Poets.
A Sonnet for Easter Dawn - Malcolm Guite.
Things Worth Remembering: John Donne's Sermon on the Resurrection of the Body and the Immortality of the Soul - Douglas Murray at The Free Press.
1 comment:
Exquisite, Glynn. Happy Easter!
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