“Mary,” He said,
And my eyes grew wide.
“Master,” I cried!
“Is it you?”
Tears of joy
Would not retreat
As I fell at His feet.
How could it be?
I looked into His eyes.
My confusion reigned within
As He watched my trembling chin.
I mumbled, “We saw you die.”
He smiled looking down.
“Go and tell, Mary dear.”
As He wiped away my tear;
“Let the brothers know.”
Laughter replaced my tears,
While I ran my fastest speed
To fulfill my teacher’s need,
And obey my Savior’s call.
Out of breath, I arrived.
“He is risen,” I replied;
But no matter how I tried,
They stared in disbelief.
“Go and see,” I challenged.
“See for yourself,” I pled.
“He is no longer dead;”
“He is alive!”
John and Peter ran ahead;
Found the stone rolled away;
Saw the truth so they could say–
“He lives again!”
Hallelujah, it is true!
Jesus lives forevermore;
Righteousness He did restore–
He lives for you!
Dianna
Sharing the Fruit of Maturity