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Hi everyone! How did you celebrate the Easter? Mine was full of sleeping and meditation. Thank God for the great love with which He loved us. Here's an Easter poem to keep you going.



A Helpless God?

He walked on this earth in great power
He healed the sick, raised the dead
Above normal mortals, He seemed to tower

He spoke with authority
And taught the people
Shocked and amazed every entity

The crowds followed Him, curious
To see miracles and eat bread
For to them, His claims were really spurious

Frowning, they tugged their turbans
The Pharisees sought to kill Him
For His fame had gone rural and urban

Yet He seemed unkillable
Yet He was untouchable
This Son of man, so irresistible

But at the moment of reckoning, His "luck" wasn't endless
And so it seemed,
That for a moment, God was helpless



He who had walked in power
Now unable to move a finger
His disciples began to cower

The people mocked, the women wept
The disciples scattered,
Running, confused, they all left

And for a moment, God was helpless
Or so it seemed

But O the wisdom of God, how unsearchable
If the princes had known,
They wouldn't have crucified Christ

Like a son He laid down His life
Bringing hell to confusion
And like a Son He picked up His life

 Now when it looks like God is helpless
Remember His weakness is greater than any strength
And His foolishness wiser than all wisdom

Happy Easter to you


-Amesiamina

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