He is Risen-Easter Rebooted

After reading a short article about the importance of remembering Easter long after Resurrection Sunday, I decided to write a poem about my experience this Easter.
We are the Church and this Easter reflected that truth through the service of those who risk their lives to care for others.

After reading a short article about the importance of remembering Easter long after Resurrection Sunday, I decided to write a poem about my experience this Easter. In the second stanza, I use the word “church” twice. In the first line, it begins with a lower case “c” but in the last line, the word is capitalized.  By changing the first letter, I hope to express the difference between the church as a building and the larger Church as the body of Christ. We are the Church and this Easter reflected that truth through the service of those who risk their lives to care for others.

He is Risen

I wait outside the empty tomb.

I wait to see Him once again.

I wait for Him to remove the gloom.

I wait for Him, in whom my hopes remain.

 

The church stands empty, silent and forlorn.

No pageants tell the tale. No choirs sing

Or lift their praises this resurrection morn.

In the Church, a new song begins to ring.

 

He is risen. He is alive and well.

He walks the streets and lends a hand.

He is risen. He is alive and well.

He wipes the tears and heals our land.

Author: Charlotte B. Thomason

I hold a Master of Science in Social Work from the University of Texas at Austin and a Master of Arts in Apologetics, Emphasis in Cultural Apologetics from Houston Baptist University. I also hold a Bachelor of Arts in Social Work from Graceland University. With over 30 years of experience in foster care and social work, I have a wealth of experience from which to draw as I offer guidance to women in their journey of healing. I have seen, both professionally and personally the devastation created by child abuse. My writing also reflects my personal journey to healing.

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