Holy Spirit, Holy Week, Inspirational

Waiting in the Dark

Dorothy Johnson

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COME, SON OF EASTER MORN

 

How easily old wounds creep out of ancient tombs,

seeking resurrection power in my imagination.

My heart cries, “Forgiveness is too hard, too much to ask.

Yet, it cannot compare to Your suffering, O Lord of Life.

How did You manage in your humanity to forgive Your tormentors?

They gloried in Your pain, laughed at your suffering,

sought to extinguish Your light, without understanding

they were a necessary part of the Father’s plan.

Come, Son of Easter Morn.

Send Your Holy Spirit.

Break the shackles of resentment.

Bind up my broken heart.

Unstop my deaf ears.

Spread Your healing balm upon my darkened eyes

that I may walk in the Power of Your Resurrection Glory.

Dorothy Johnson
©copyright 2017

The Son is the radiance of God’s glory and the exact representation of his being, sustaining all things by his powerful word.

Hebrews 1:3

Published by Dorothy Johnson

I'm a lover of God, mother of three, grandmother of eight, and a collector of friends. I like nothing better than talking, listening, laughing and eating with that crowd. My husband, Terry, and I feel blessed to wake up each day to a magnificent view of the Arkansas River. An amazing variety of creatures, from bobcats and coyotes to deer, bunnies and nutria, along with all sorts of birds roam the natural area behind our house. We also share our home with three silly kitties. I often find a lesson in what I see both indoors and out on any given day and usually find myself writing about it. I hope you'll join me in exploring the ways God speaks to us through His creation.

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