Living in the Post-Tomb Days

These words were written on Monday morning following Resurrection morning.  Just a free flowing set of ideas that attempted to follow the Biblical narrative into this space and place called life in April, 2017.  The big question for me is how we can make a difference in this world as we live in the post-tomb days.  Surely our efforts are empowered as we live in this time and place.

Monday is here, the first Monday after the resurrection
The women were there first
And the men came
And then He appeared to them all.

The two on the road to Emmaus an amazing story they told

All hunkered down in fear lest they have harm come to them
And then Jesus came
And stood in their midst.

The one doubted at least out loud with words

The others shrunk back in fear
Their doubts as big as day
And Jesus showed them his scars.

Scars in sight and eating food same as they

What to do now that it was the light of day.
The charge they felt to be in his presence
What to do next they could not say.

The scene by the lake all of them out fishing

The long night had produced nothing but wishing
On the shore, coals ablaze fish and fish awaited
Through the water like a knife and the count up to 153 their hunger abated.

Do you love me with sacrifice

You know I love you brotherly
Do you love with sacrifice
You know I love you brotherly
Do you love me brotherly
You know I love you brotherly.

Forgiven and all is forgotten

Changed and charged living in the post-tomb days
What of it what of them what of us what of the world
What of forgiveness what of justice.

Yes, living in the post-tomb days.

No post-tomb blues here.
Living in the post-tomb joys.
Ready to trouble the waters of the world.

Ready to change Jim Crow hearts

Ready to make a brand new start
Ready to raise the roof and raise the hands
Ready to tell the story all across the land
Ready to get back my soul from sadness and grief
Ready to own my place oh what sweet relief.

He is risen and the day is young
Righteousness calls me
Till my time has come.
Gonna make some racket
Gonna sing some songs
Gonna love my Jesus
Till my singin’s done.

 Hallelujah

The tomb didn’t hold Him
Glory
The path seems clear
Hallelujah
The world is sad
Glory
Good news will make us glad.