Showing posts with label CROSS. Show all posts
Showing posts with label CROSS. Show all posts

4.02.2010

Thoughts while passing by the cross

(Good Friday meditation)

Weren’t you the guy my kids were telling me about on Sunday?
The roar of the crowd, the singing of the Hosannas,
I bet Moses could of heard it from heaven.

You brought your friend back from the dead,
You fed the multitudes,
healed the sick.

Heard You walked on water, stopped a storm,
and saved a woman from stoning.
A good man who could have been our great leader.

But then You had to tell the Pharisees who You are,
You disrupted their courtyard commerce,
taking away their prestige and
upsetting them by not being their kind of Messiah.

But now where are Your followers?
All I see is one of them,
four women and
me with my Passover lamb.

3.29.2010

A Father’s Business Postscript

Luke 2:41-52 NKJV)
The Boy Jesus at the Temple


Mom held in her heart that day long past

And I remember the next day, Dad waking up my sorry ass.

In my teen angst, I moaned, “What is it, Boss of Bosses?”

He replied, “Rise and shine! [1]
We gotta finish that big order of Roman crosses.”


Footnotes:
Note 1 - Isaiah 60:1

3.25.2010

Do you have this in a 40 regular?

Like an anxious one not getting upset,
Or a gambler who swears off a bet.
Like an alcoholic who gives up the sauce,
We all gotta get up and pickup our cross.

Like a pessimist who tries to hope,
Or a junkie who swears off dope.
Like a sore loser accepting a loss,
We all gotta get up and pickup our cross.

Oh Jesus, can’t I have some control?
Can I least take it off when I bowl?
I know you told me to figure the cost
We all gotta get up and pickup our cross.