#Lazarus resurrection poem full

The end of your poem is especially encouraging as are these words: “Day by day, Christ’s resurrection glory and joy begin to overcome the darkness within.” There’s so much teaching around that tells us we should be more free, we should be more secure in our identity in Christ, we need to undo curses from our ancestors, we need to work harder etc.

#Lazarus resurrection poem full

The way of the righteous is like the first gleam of dawn, which shines ever brighter until the full light of day. They remind me of the little card someone gave me after my baptism- he’d carried it with him a few weeks to finally give it to me, a stranger in our 400+ people church, but a brother in Christ: Joy, I am so blessed by your words today. Happy Easter, dear friend! May you rejoice in the glorious Hope we have in Christ.

Easter resurrection hope and joy is ours for eternity. We are free… We can breathe… We can begin again…. Day by day, Christ’s resurrection glory and joy begin to overcome the darkness within. He will gradually, gently take and break, mould and make us anew, shaping us oh so tenderly into all we were always intended to be.Ĭonfines of morbidity, where life was lostįlooding through instead, as colour returnsĪnd death’s steely-grip chains break at lastĪs our Saviour reveals The Way to be freeĪnd once we have heeded the call to die to self so that we can rise to newness of life in Christ, we discover how, little by little, with Holy Spirit’s help, those things we were addicted to, or which held us fast, are slowly loosed.Īn unravelling begins, as we become more alive on the inside, our hearts softened by God’s love, our souls more receptive and ready to be changed. Once a soul has been given to God, it will never be the same again.

Will we come? Will we heed the risen Saviour’s voice calling out across the sands of time? Will we seek to be loosed, like Lazarus, from physical and spiritual death?

His blood, His love, His goodness and grace all pave the way to an eternal destiny where freedom beckons with an invitation, whereby bending, bowing and brokenness are the means of entry. Jesus offers us a remedy for a life of slavery to self and to sin, and hope for a need to be set free. But we try to hide away from the anguish it brings. We can be captured and captivated by the things of this world, enslaved by our own drives and desires, held captive by guilt, shame and pain. How easily we can fool ourselves into thinking we are free, while we live unaware of those invisible chains which still have a hold on us.