Tho’ He said it many times, “The third day I’ll rise”,
still, it came as a surprise
(and surprises still)
when he forsook the tomb,
leaving it barren of His presence,
leaving His empty linens bearing the essence
of His corporeal-likeness,
soaked in His sweat,
smeared with His blood.
Why, oh why, when I look into that soul-less cavern,
somehow, I expect Him to appear
(tho’ I’ve ne’er found Him there!)?
Yet, if…when I listen for His voice, I hear
Him calling me, always saying (never “Wait for Me there”, but ever),
“Follow Me wherever I lead you!”
occasional observations of mind and heart, soul and spirit 
This is wonderful Paul!! It would be great to have seen Jesus walking out of that tomb. I guess it’s just part of the mystery. It also means for me that I can see Jesus in whatever form, wherever I go, provided that I keep my eyes open! That said, I also know I need to stay quiet and listen a little more so I can hear Jesus.
Much love!
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Hmmm, Loretta, “eyes open and mouth closed so to listen”. Now, this is what I consider a worthy prescription for discernment, that is, for coming to know my truth in any given moment. Thank you. Love
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Excellent
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Always, Kae, coming from you, “Excellent”, is high praise. Thank you. Love
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🙂
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