He Rose Again

While I was waiting for my church service to start, I found myself needing to write something. Over the past few days, being Good Friday and all, I felt like I needed to focus on God more, but was distracted by material things. So I wrote this prayer in a poem, expressing my need for Jesus. It helped me to see the wonder of Jesus and why Resurrection Day is so important. I hope you enjoy it:)

Lord, what you did,
My simple mind cannot comprehend.
The way you gave yourself for us
Even when we didn't trust,
And you conquered sin.

But it's too much for me to think about.
My mind wanders away.
The way You gave everything you had,
Knowing the price and taking the pain.
I cannot dwell in Your presence,
By myself, when all the  light fades.
I cannot be truly like You.
But because you died for me...
I don't have to.

And when all the good had gone away,
The darkness seemed to be here to stay.
No one understood what You did.
But then,
You Rose Again.

"Surely he has borne our griefs and carried our sorrows; yet we esteemed him stricken, smitten by God, and afflicted. ⁵ But he was pierced for our transgressions; he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, and with his wounds we are healed. ⁶ All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned—every one—to his own way and the Lord has laid on him the iniquity of us all." Isaiah 53:4-6

How was your Easter Sunday?