...and I saw him
Death with his mighty sting
Exhaling in every breath the plight he brings
To the grave he gave victory triumphing over life with the fear of endless sleep
Endlessly we hide from our mortality
Mortally wounded from birth we lie to ourselves from infancy
Infinitely investing time in life that will inevitably be taken by this incredible creature that now stands before me
..DEATH..
He manifests himself on ordinary days his 6 foot stomach growl with hunger pains for his meal he cannot wait so we are forced to taste him even before the grave
We are all dying, there is no other way
I see him in Haitian and Japanese earthquakes
He's hating the escapees of his cruel wakes
I see him in poverty
Impoverishing the quality of life for regions that are reachable and for those with the reach who find
Reasons not to reach out to treat what is treatable
I see him in disease taking life out of uninfected yet effected families
I see him in oppression pressing down on the oppressed and the oppressor
I see him in depression in Prozac, and pain pills, and razor blades, and bedside wills
I see him in abuse physical, mental, emotional misuse
I see him in spiritual confusion, material possession, physical possessions
I see him in marital transgressions
Child who remorse from an ugly divorce
I see him in our slavery to appearances
Apparent to care more about our images, than those in dying villages
I see him in our ignorance, ignoring truth for some comfortable inference
I see his emergence in our church as we pull out emergency verses
as determines to religious differences
Going on the defensive, defending our way of worship
making community worthless
Death is killing US
Before we even enter the surface of the earth, we are in service of his words
It is finished
The end of our birth
We cannot hide from his retched curse
For death and his grave we constantly rehearse
Even god himself was coerced
Divinity immersed itself in humanity humbly taking on flesh scorning vanity
The world saw his way of life as insanity
Insisting he see speaking of this radical Christianity
but man found him guilty accusing god of blasphemy
Preforming the ultimate sin by slaying Christ on Calvary
but through their cowardly cross Jesus the boss made kind with amnesty
Championing over death with the beauty of his fatal injury
But I know, many still doubt and rightfully so bringing up this inquiry "What does that poor Jewish man dying on a roman tree have to do with me?"
I reply simply:
Christ came, and died to marry his bride to be, and though death, could kill the groom it could not kill the ring
God made us one with Christ, and life in matrimony’s cling
Now, the undying church in ever living life can sing:
OH DEATH, WHERE IS YOUR STING?
OH GRAVE, WHERE IS YOUR VICTORY?
FOR WE HAVE RISEN ABOVE YOUR MISERY
WE WILL NOT SUCCUMB TO YOUR FINALITY
WE HAVE OVERCOME YOUR INFAMOUS MYSTERY IN THE INFINITE REIGN OF CHRIST'S MINISTRY
FOR WE ARE THE RESURRECTION THE INSURRECTION OF FATALITY
WE ARE THE RISEN DEITY, THE INTERSECTION OF A DEAD YET LIVING BODY
WE LIVE THROUGH IMPERFECTIONS FOR HE DIED TO BECOME HOLY
WE CAN NOT BE CONTAINED BY THE MOUTH OF THE GRAVE
WE ARE THE WILLING SLAVES THE ONE WHO ROSE FROM THE GUARDED CAVE
WE PASSED THROUGH DEATH TO REBIRTH
WE GAVE THE GRAVE TO THE EARTH
AND WE CLAIM TODAY THE CROSSES WORTH
THE BODY OF HIS RISING
WE ARE THE RISEN CHURCH!

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