"Remember," he says.
"As often as this story is told
and something beautiful is done for me,
do this in memory of her."
Abundant grace
Self-giving love.
"Remember," he says.
"As often as this story is told,
the bread broken and the wine drunk,
do this in memory of me."
Abundant grace
Self-giving love.
In Holy Week, we remember.
The precious ointment,
scented nard trickling down his head and beard,
anticipating the time when he himself would be poured out.
Abundant grace
Self-giving love.
In Holy Week, we remember.
The fountain of pardon spilling from his side
as the healing stream flowed
from his hands, his feet, his sacred head.
Abundant grace
Self-giving love.
Sorrow. Death. Grief. Love.
Love's redeeming work is finished,
his blood to all our hearts applied,
for ALL of us our Savior died.
Abundant grace
Self-giving love.
Forgiveness. Wholeness. Life. Love.
Remember.
No comments:
Post a Comment