~Blessed Easter~ Easter Poem: Empty Womb

~Blessed Easter~

Easter Poem:

Empty Womb

The pangs of childbirth o'ertake me

As mommy cries out for you

The groans within wrench my heart

As my baby is ripped from view

The birth pangs split my gut into

Its pains gush through my heart

With groans that no words can express

As my child from my side ripped apart

God's Spirit dashes to my weakness

To stoke this chasm with hope

That I not falter within it,

This pregnant pause your death evokes

His hope burns like tiny embers

Reminding me He is there

As He births you into Heaven

With His omnipotent care

He soothes my heart that can't yet see

This life rising up in you

He mercifully attends me

As He sees my womb ripped into…

The womb where you once lay,

That seems so empty now

Just as His own Son's tomb once did,

When touched by Abba's resurrection pow'r

Yields Life to our children instead!

~~~

For I consider that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory that is to be revealed to us. For the 

anxious 

longing 

of the creation 

waits eagerly for the revealing of the sons of God. For the creation was subjected to futility, not willingly, but because of Him who subjected it, in hope that the creation itself also will be set free from its slavery to corruption into the freedom of the glory of the children of God.

For we know that the whole creation 

groans 

and 

suffers 

the 

pains 

of 

childbirth 

together until now. And not only this, but also we ourselves, having the first fruits of the Spirit, even we ourselves 

groan 

within 

ourselves, 

waiting eagerly for our adoption as sons, the redemption of our body. For in hope we have been saved, but hope that is seen is not hope; for who hopes for what he already sees? But if we hope for what we do not see, with perseverance we wait eagerly for it.

In the same way the Spirit also 

helps 

our 

weakness; 

for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with 

groanings 

too 

deep 

for 

words...

Romans 8:18-26 NAS

Poem - Easter Poem: Empty Womb ~Angie Bennett Prince - April 19, 2014

Picture, thanks to

Jesus is Awesome  Denise Horne-Landmesser on Pinterest

http://www.pinterest.com/pin/405394403930575429/

NAS = New American Standard Version of The Holy Bible

Easter Blessings! ~ Love's Sweetest Sacrifice

Easter Blessings!

Love's Sweetest Sacrifice

Jesus, Lord, the blood You shed

Helps me know my child's not dead,

So though, now, I cannot see,

I know my child does live with Thee!

She gathers 'round Your holy throne

With others whom You call Your own;

And one day when You call me Home,

I, too, will join such Joy unknown.

So now I suffer for awhile,

But then I will rejoin my child;

Happy days I'll know again ~

I'll see with eyes of faith till then.

Draw near me Spirit, Comforter,

For now my heart does long for her...

The little one who blessed my life

Whose death now stabs me with a knife~

Bleeding out former happiness,

And yet -these times- You come to bless...

Hold my heart within Your hands,

Those hands, nail-scarred, from Love's demands.

We, like You, must suffer here,

But we, like You, our Lord draws near,

Promising He will catch each tear,

Drops of Love like Your blood drops here.

Lord, what will all these "Love drops" do?

"Multiply Love accorded you."

So Lord, these tears folks wish would cease...?

"Are diamonds Here of Love's release,

Symbols of investments made

In precious souls for whom My Son's blood paid.

For Love is Heav'n's best commodity;

Tears poured out in Love are as gold to Me,

Sweet investments in Eternity

Rendering returns sweetest to Me...

Tears poured out reveal your Love, you see!

Worldly treasures are worthless to Me;

Sacrifices of Love are what I see,

Like the blood of My Son shed for thee...."

Lord, I lay down my life for Thee,

Pour Your love out, and love through me.

You gave Your All; I at least give me;

May I Love as Christ loved me...

Jesus, You died, and now You live,

Conquering Death that my child might live!

Your death purchased our eternal lives;

Thank You for Love's Sweetest Sacrifice!

Saturday's Sayings - Love's Sweetest Sound in Dogwoods Found...

Saturday's Sayings

Love's Sweetest Sound in Dogwoods Found...

And so Jesus also suffered outside the city gate to make the people holy through His own blood.

~Hebrews 13:12

Easter's coming! Dogwoods abound.

No lovelier tree could e'er be found.

I hold in my hand its pink flow'r,

Illustration of Your Love's pow'r:

In its center ~ Your thorny crown,

Flowing out, Your Love's blood all roun' ~

At each petal's tip lies Death's thorn,

Encircled by Life's halo borne.

The halo formed beyond blood's veins:

Your blood required to end Death's reign.

In its shape, Your torturous cross,

Symbol of God's Ultimate loss.

The dogwood tree, a lovely sign,

In its beauty, God's Love defines:

Love's greatest sacrifice renowned ~

That dreadful day on Calv'ry's mound,

God gave His Son...that we'd be found:

His Loss, our gain ~ Love's sweetest sound.

Easter's coming! Dogwoods abound.

Yes ~ No lovelier tree could e'er be found.

Its pink flower shouts out Love's sound:

God lost His Child, that mine be found...

For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.

~John 3:16

Picture: http://www.forestwander.com/2009/01/up-close-pink-dogwood-flower/

Poem - Love's Sweetest Sound in Dogwoods Found... - Angie Bennett Prince - 4/22/11