Leith Anderson preached a message at Wooddale this week called, "'Twas the Sunday Before Easter." It was my privilege to write an article for the Wooddale Week about the theme of the message. I wrote two articles. One was a poem, and the other was an inspirational thought. At the time I wrote the poem, I was unaware that there would be an amazing drama this week, using a poem with the same name. So, this didn't appear in the Wooddale Week, but I thought I'd share it with you.
'Twas The Sunday Before Easter
‘Twas the Sunday before Easter
And all through my life
Was anxiety, hopelessness
And a great deal of strife
When what to my wandering soul should appear
But the hope of our Savior,
Who loved the one in my mirror
A perfect life lived
He was celebrated
As He rode down the street
Knowing death He would meet
Celebration one day and rejection the next
The King given over, His followers perplexed
Anxiety? Yes. And, hope? It was lost
Because they knew not, just what was the cost
Of so great a salvation, that is the foundation
Hope lost on Friday, and found on that Sunday
So, where are you on this Palm Sunday?
Living on Friday or Easter Morning?
Remember, He conquered death and the grave
For you and for me, our lives to save
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