When I was a boy so curious
I loved to go out in the woods
We’d look for strange things
Great joy it did bring
To search for whatever I could
Now that I’m a man still curious
I have a new place to explore
The Word of God speaks
To all who will seek
It’s treasures my heart will implore
In response to the daily prompt Explore
When Thomas heard the story
That Jesus had appeared
Just three days after He had watched Him die
He turned in disappointment
He just would not believe
Unless he put his hand into Christ’s side
A few days later on
They gathered once again
With Thomas in the middle of them all
Jesus then came back
Thomas touched His wounds
He bowed and worshipped Jesus with them all
He had to touch Him
Needing assurance
Needing his faith lifted up
There’s nothing more soothing
Then knowing He’s with you
We all need a touch from the Lord
There are times that I’m worried
When doubt washes through me
I’m not sure how things will turn out
It is then when I reach out
My Lord is so near me
I just need to touch my Lord
With my hands lifted up
Or my head bowed in prayer
With His praise on my lips
When I don’t feel Him near
If I’ll just call His name
He will come to my side
Then I’ll reach out and touch Him
In peace I’ll abide
I need to touch Him
Needing assurance
Needing my faith lifted up
There’s nothing more soothing
Then knowing He’s with me
We all need a touch from the Lord
I watch the sun as it rises today
Creeping its way up the sky
Bright rays touch the clouds
The birds sing aloud
Their anthem is raised up high
Someday soon God’s Son will return to earth
To bring all His dear children home
His radiant light
Will dazzle our sight
Well bow at the foot of His throne
Be sure today that you’re ready to go
When the trumpet shall sound that day
Trust in His name
Repent and be saved
Then lift up your voice in praise.
In response to the daily prompt Radiant
He is risen
Christ out Savior
He is risen
From the dead
He is risen
Hallelujah
He is risen Celebrate
We live our lives from day to day
We go about our work and play
We laugh and joke with words we say
Not knowing what they do
So often words that we will speak
Will open wounds within the weak
Their toxic sound makes hearers weep
In quiet solitude
I come to you this Easter morn
I pray that your words will be warm
That they will not bring any harm
To those you meet today
Guard carefully the things you say
Make sure they never bring dismay
May only good words be your way
From now forevermore
In response to the daily prompt Toxic
The gladiator stands his ground
Defeating all who come around
He roars a valiant vict’ry sound
The champion of all
The colosseum stands and cheers
The gladiator proudly hears
He pounds his chest and shows no fear
He stands both proud and tall
There was one man who came before
The gladiator took the floor
He came to open different doors
A meek and mild man
The crowd did cheer to have him die
They shouted out to crucify
The devil laughed an evil cry
And made his final stand
He struck the man with whips of stone
The bruises bashed right to the bone
A crown of thorns denounced his throne
He gave himself away
Up on a cross them hung him high
Nails in His hands and feet applied
A spear pierced through his fleshly thigh
He spoke that he forgave
They laid him in a borrowed tomb
The sealed it shut with stone of doom
The guards did watch all night of gloom
To ensure no escape
But when the stone did roll away
He rose again a victor great
The greatest champion was raised
From death He had escaped
Alive forevermore is He
Defeating every enemy
Providing grace and His mercy
To all who trust in Him
To all who would just call His name
Jesus will come and freedom claim
For you today, just give Him Praise
For in Him we all win
There seem to be more labels
On the stuff we buy today
I just cannot get over
The message they convey
A jar of peanuts warning
That peanuts here reside
A shirt that says don’t iron
While you are still inside
There is one label needed
On life that I don’t see
Make sure you trust in Jesus
Before death swallows thee
In response to the daily prompt Warning
Bewildered
The Master dead
What a tragedy
What now?
Quiet
No words of encouragement
No teaching remembered
Where can I draw strength?
Alone
My friend in the grave
He left before his work was done
Why did he have to die?
Worried
I have been seen with him
They think I am guilty too
What will I do now?
Afraid
They will be looking for me
They will be relentless
What will the rest of my life hold?
Sad
He was so good to us
He always encouraged us
How can I go on?
Brokenhearted
I loved him so much
My soul cries out for comfort
To whom shall I turn?
Waiting
He always told us to have hope
He always told us not to worry
How long must I hide?
I will just abide
I will go until tomorrow
I will take one day at a time
I will trust him
Even though he’s dead
This world is a quite often cruel
A place where our trust meets the test
We reach out in love
Then feel a quick shove
Pushing away all our best
Then others will be nice to you
They will speak gentle words so kind
But just turn your back
They take those words back
You’re betrayed by their words in due time
When we follow Jesus He loves us
With a love that is tender and true
We can trust in Him
Through thick and through thin
He’ll never once betray you
In response to the daily prompt Betrayed
I’ve often had a day that I consider bad
Not a thing goes quite the way that I would wish it had
When I look back at one day that happened long ago
My bad day seems quite beautiful compared to what I’ll show
It started with betrayal from a friend that he held dear
Then a walk to a garden where he prayed with many tears
He asked his closest friends to pray with him as one
But they just fell asleep so he had to pray alone
Soon soldiers had arrived with that friend who turned away
A kiss upon his cheek was the clue that he’s the prey
After a brief scuffle all those with him turned to flee
He was taken captive by a Roman enemy
Early in the morning several trials now were held
Religious leaders found men who would fashion lies to tell
They beat him and the spit on him as he remained quite still
They charged him with blasphemy and took him down the hill
Just before the dawn the second trial took place
That Roman procurator found him guiltless to his face
Sent him back to Herod who did not know what to do
Back to the Roman who decided pain was due
They scourged him with a whip laced with chips of stone
Then placed upon his head a crown of longest thorns
Bloody and so tired he faced a crowd he’d seen
Just five days ago they had praised him in the streets
This time they would choice between him and some known thief
They chose the other guy and gave him no relief
Crucify him was their cry and they strapped on him a cross
He bowed under its weight and another helped him up
They made it to the place that others were to die
They drove through hands and feet long and painful spikes
The cross was set upright and the terror now began
Only nine am and what a day he had not planned
He hung there for six hours and many words he spoke
He asked God to forgive them for the life that they forsook
Halfway through the sky turned dark in middle of the day
The final act was written it is finished he did say
They laid him in a borrowed tomb and set a guard to watch
The tomb wad sealed with one large stone so no one could approach
His day was over and to us it looks so very bad
But truly it’s the best day that we have ever had
We call this day Good Friday for our sins were washed away
Our healing was provided by the stripes He took that day
Deliverance from all our enemies was now ensured
His death became our victory for all of time secured
So sing aloud your praises for this worst of any day
Remember what had happened when you’re stuck in nasty days
Rejoice in all your trials and worship His great name
Jesus Christ endured the cross to take away your pain
The Psalmist 