In unseen Saturday silence
Mute trumpets crying out
With rolled-away stone:
"Take hope! Take heart!
Why do you seek the living among the dead?
He is not here; He is risen!
"Your trust, your toil, the promise are not vain.
Death will be swallowed up in victory.
This body of death,
This broken life,
This night of tears are not the end.
"At last trumpet's fanfare
Dead shall be raised,
White heralds soundless sound:
"Christ has died;
Christ is risen;
Christ will come again."
When [Jesus] came near the place where the road goes down the Mount of Olives, the whole crowd of disciples began joyfully to praise God in loud voices for all the miracles they had seen:
“Blessed is the king who comes in the name of the Lord!”
“Peace in heaven and glory in the highest!”
Some of the Pharisees in the crowd said to Jesus, “Teacher, rebuke your disciples!”
“I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.”
(Luke 19:37-40, NIV)
Beautiful words, as always.ReplyDelete
"Take hope! Take heart!" May this be our battle cry.
@Lisa notes... I was just reading and commenting on your post!ReplyDelete
Battle cry. . . I like that. Hope is a battle sometimes.
Thank you for contributing to the discussion. The Lord bless you today.
What a beautiful description of Easter and the Easter Lily. Have a blessed week!ReplyDelete
I've always loved the trumpet in the Easter hymns and loved the trumpet shape of the Easter lily. Trumpeting the VICTORY of our risen Savior.ReplyDelete
big smiles...what a reason to celebrate...ReplyDelete
he is risen indeed.
Thank you for stopping by, Elaine, happygirl, and Brian. May the Lord keep your eyes turned toward Himself as we walk toward Easter.ReplyDelete
Dead raised dustless. I like this image. Especially since we were originally created from dust. And then we will be all new. Nice thought.ReplyDelete
Oh what a beautiful, beautiful image!ReplyDelete
"mute trumpets crying out with rolled-away stone" and this "white heralds soundless sound"... Love those lines. What a beautiful poem and victory cry!ReplyDelete
Joybird, I'm glad you liked that image. It came from 1 Cor. 15:47-49, "The first man was of the dust of the earth; the second man is of heaven. 48 As was the earthly man, so are those who are of the earth; and as is the heavenly man, so also are those who are of heaven. 49 And just as we have borne the image of the earthly man, so shall we[g] bear the image of the heavenly man."ReplyDelete
Katie, thank you. I pray you found the hope of Christ here.
pathoftreasure, thank you. You are the second person to comment with a victory/battle cry impression. I like learning more through readers' responses.
May the Lord bless you all this Holy Week!
The quiet and the loud of the mute trumpet and rolled away stone speak beautifully to heart and ears in the perfect volume. Also, that one drop of water falling from the lily touches me.ReplyDelete
Amy, thank you for seeing what I saw (in the photo and poem both). The nectar drop was originally what I was trying to capture in the photo before the poem ever came about.ReplyDelete
Mrs. M, it's lovely to meet you. Thank you for stopping by.
May you both see more of Christ's beauty this week!
Mute trumpets crying outReplyDelete
for some reason this really got to me... he makes the flowers cry out.... there is such power in this. such triumphant victory.
@emily wierenga Thank You, Father, for flowers and words crying out Your victory in the cross and empty tomb. Tnank You for poems and Your generous grace in bringing kindred spirits to this place and letting us behold You together.ReplyDelete