The cloudy day omens a dreary week
As we count down to Easter, next Sunday.
After Lent message, we’re too sad to speak.
We’re seeing every thing in shades of grey.
We gladly waved our palm leaves on the way,
Not knowing where His final steps would lead.
For evil sin, with his pure life he’ll pay.
We weep that our own actions bring the need.
At Easter Sunrise Services, the sky
Is brightened by a most rewarding sight.
The good news must have been the reason why
The clouds had dissipated in the night.
His love more than we could ere envision.
Sing Halleluiah, our Lord has arisen!
By: Joyce johnson 4/4/12