this is a tad longer than I prefer
but beautiful indeed


From the garden of Gethsemane
where Jesus knelt to pray
to the betrayal done by Judas
on that grim and fateful day

from the mighty hands of pilate
who wished to let Him be
to the noble priests and leaders
who refused to set him free

from the crown of thorns upon his head
and lash marks from a strap
to the weight of such a heavy cross
placed there upon his back

From the thief who hung beside him
crying"Lord,remember me"
to the gentle words of Jesus
"today,you'll be with me"

From the darkness of the noon-time
as he died upon the cross
to the earth that shook and trembled
in response at such a loss

From the cheering cries of soldiers
as they took his body down
to the caring hands of Joseph
a follower new in town

From the tomb where he was laid to rest
in linen cloth of white
to the guards who had to stand close by
throughout both day and night

From the stone that blocked the entrance
as it gently rolled away
to the miracle that happened
as the guards all turned and fled
to the words that came from Angels
"HE HAS RISEN FROM THE DEAD"

From the frightened eyes of Mary
as she swiftly left that place
to the light that flowed from Jesus
when she saw him face to face

From the doubt of his disciples
when she spoke of resurrection
to the fear upon their faces
as He walked in their direction

From the written word of scripture
He fulfilled in prophecy
to the eleven who had gathered
on a hill in Galilee

From the words that had been spoken
before He went away
to His ascension into Heaven
where he lives this very day

From the bible on the mantle
to the words you need to heed
to find wisdom in its pages
and a light to sow the seed

From the death and resurrection
to the one we hold so dear
to the coming of his spirit
now that Easter time is here


From the colored eggs and candy
and an orchid trimmed in blue
to the truth found there in scripture
CHRIST JESUS DIED FOR YOU

(Marilyn Furguson)

On 8/7/1967 my mother died after two years ofsuffering with breast cancer. I was questioning why would God allow this to happen to such a kind and decent person? Then somehow I discovered this:

THE WEAVER

My life is but a weaving
between my God and me
I choseth not the colors
He worketh steadily.
Sometimes He choseth sorrow
and I in foolish pride
forget He sees the upper,
and I the underside.
On the day the looms are silent
and the shuttles cease to fly
Will God roll back the canvas
and explain the reasons-why?
The threads of sorrow are as needful
in the skillful weaver's hand
As the threads of gold and silver
in the pattern He has planned.
(Corrie Ten Boom)

You can bet your " life savers" when I finally see Him I'm going to ask - why?

On 8/7/1967 my mother died after two years ofsuffering with breast cancer. I was questioning why would God allow this to happen to such a kind and decent person? Then somehow I discovered this:

THE WEAVER

My life is but a weaving
between my God and me
I choseth not the colors
He worketh steadily.
Sometimes He choseth sorrow
and I in foolish pride
forget He sees the upper,
and I the underside.
On the day the looms are silent
and the shuttles cease to fly
Will God roll back the canvas
and explain the reasons-why?
The threads of sorrow are as needful
in the skillful weaver's hand
As the threads of gold and silver
in the pattern He has planned.
(Corrie Ten Boom)

You can bet your " life savers" when I finally see Him I'm going to ask - why?

On 8/7/1967 my mother died after two years ofsuffering with breast cancer. I was questioning why would God allow this to happen to such a kind and decent person? Then somehow I discovered this:

THE WEAVER

My life is but a weaving
between my God and me
I choseth not the colors
He worketh steadily.
Sometimes He choseth sorrow
and I in foolish pride
forget He sees the upper,
and I the underside.
On the day the looms are silent
and the shuttles cease to fly
Will God roll back the canvas
and explain the reasons-why?
The threads of sorrow are as needful
in the skillful weaver's hand
As the threads of gold and silver
in the pattern He has planned.
(Corrie Ten Boom)

You can bet your " life savers" when I finally see Him I'm going to ask - why?