Lent
departs.
Easter dawns
with renewed hope
in a world askew,
still reeling with discord.
We are now Easter people
transformed by the gift of God’s love
in the risen body of Jesus.
Rejoicing, we walk into the future.
-
Recent Posts
-
Join 25 other subscribers
Windows To The Spirit 
Wendy, I just broke into the biggest smile when I read this poem. Do you remember how every year Charles Sydnor would tell us, EVERY YEAR, that we are Easter People! And we are. I think of him saying that so often. And here it is in your poem. Easter People. Sending my love to you, one of my favorite Easter people.
You told me this years ago and I remembered! This one is for you, one of my favorite Easter people. I am glad that you are able to gather back inside the lovely Easter people of St Peters. What a blessing!