Arisen Spoken word poem

I stood at the base of the blood filled cross

And the tears just ran down my face

As a dark figure stood hovering over the place my loving savior died

And this dark figure It seemed as though it were laughing

A deep growling sort of laugh

A from the pit of your stomach, rising in your throat

You should be afraid sort of laugh!

And as I looked at it at it at me

In its depths was everything I didn’t want to be

It held Emptiness and chaos

Delusions and Illusions and Disillusion, and Intrusion, and Mental Confusion!!

I felt hopeless

Nothing could stop this shadow of death

As my Jesus laid in a grave

Leaving my future in this things hands

I felt betrayed

The shadow came closer, and wrapped me in its cloud showing me my future

I saw, my every imperfection like an infection hardening my heart

So creating a protection, from every verbal rejection, I learned redirection, So I could not make a connection with truth

I saw the bruises on my face, which I tried to erase, but learned to embrace, because they would replace, despite my disgrace, the love I wanted to feel.

I saw that I was a mistake, and so Each night I lie awake , wishing to forsake, the life that I fake to join death…..

So as I kneeled there, my head buried in my hands I wept. My heart felt heavy, as this shadow began to laugh

Its laugh ringing in my ears so loud

I couldn’t think as my tears ran down

Death could not win

And so between my sobs I started to pray

A calming presence filled the space

And my doubts began to slip away

A firm hand placed itself on my shoulders

I looked up, and death was afraid

Because to my side Jesus was up from the grave

With a scars in his hands, and love in his eyes

Nobody could disguise the fact that Jesus did arise!

And I clung to him!

Death fled, and my God embraced me

I felt his pierced hands and I felt his injured side

And looking into his eyes

He told me he loved me.

He said, he knew every mistake I would make, and he chose to cover it in his blood.

He said, He knew my every weakness, My strengths, my imperfections, my flaws, He knew my hopes, dreams, thoughts, he knew my very depths, and He wanted it all!!

I was worth it.

We were worth it.

YOU are worth it.

So you see.

SIN LOST ITS POWER THAT DAY

DEATH LOST ITS STING

MY GOD IS RISEN FROM THE GRAVE

AND HE STANDS VICTORIOUSLY!

So arise church!

Do not let death overcome you!

Look up at the empty cross

And know We have hope

Our sins have been forgiven
As far as the east is from the west

Our Christ took them on himself

The grave is empty

And now we can pass the test

HES ALIVE

HES ALIVE

HES ALIVE!!!