It's Easter and I thought on this night of the arrest Thursday night and 3.45 in Australia I would write a tribute to the cross in poetry and have a deeper look at what the cross is and what it is to be in communion with the Father through the precious blood of His Son Jesus. I pray you are blessed this day.

Tried and true

Black and white

Sometimes communion for me is just boring

With the same passage

With the same pastor

And the same monotone voice

The last supper we drink and eat

Simply does not have emotion for me

But tonight as my evangelist pastor shared

What his faith meant and the history of the last supper

On the eve of the arrest

In a church that is blessed

To have the money to feed the poor

From the drinker to the addict

I felt my heart overcome

And tears run down my eyes

And saw a couple of people

Finally give their life to Christ

Oh that I wish

That many pastors could walk In the spirit

That could be tuned with God's tuning fork

And vibrate as the Spirit speaks

And cut with the routine

And cut out the verse

And just at one time

Get honest and share some hurt

For why their life was a mess

And out of control

And one day they gave in

To the Spirits move within

And finally gave up the fight

And surrendered their pride

And took Christ free gift

And gave over their life

Oh communion with God

A deep and personal relation is precious

To be able to speak to him for hours

And have him speak back

To be visited by his saints

And comforted in visions

And to know God's opinion

On everything happening on earth

Oh for a communion

When the sinner dies on a cross

Crucified with Christ

And living on the breath of the Spirit

And putting to death the lusts of the flesh

And removing our spiritual pride

To take up our cross

And to deny our selfish desires

And say not my will lord

But yours be done

Do what you will

With this willing son

Will you commune with Christ?

This Easter and die to your flesh?

Will you put aside all your dreams?

Your desires and your doctrines?

And simply say here I am Lord

Teach me your ways

Take my life Jesus and crucify me

And purge me of my sinful ways

Will you commune with Christ?

And be a partaker in the suffering?

Will you take up your cross?

And through denial of self

Help all the hurting

By spending your money

On the poor and sowing your time

Into people who need help

And the gifts that you have

Will you be the shepherd?

For the lost sheep of the pasture

The ones that have strayed

That Don't go to church and who drink

He might be in a pub

He might by gambling

He might be the guy you work with

But he's lonely and he's lost

Will you take up a burdon?

And share the work of the Lord?

And sacrifice some pleasure,

Some time and resources?

To go and bind up the hurting?

And heal all the sick

And put a loving arm around

That man that is always sick?

Will you share the cup that Jesus drank?

Will you partake of the suffering?

Are you willing to suffer for Christ?

And be part of the winners

Guys we are all in a race

And we all have a prize promised

And when we get to heaven

It there we will be honored

Some with a crown

Some with many more

Some people's works will be burned up

And by the skin of the teeth they will be saved

Oh heaven is a land

Afar off but sitting

In the hearts of the willing

The ones that are called

To take up a cross

And have the communion

To suffer with Christ

To walk in the spirit

And to be rejected and despised

And misunderstood

Yet happy and rejoicing

For the good fruit that we see

The happy faces, the salvations

The growing in grace

That we see in people we love

And people we have helped

And to hear God speak through a prophet

That you're already a good son and he is well pleased

Like he did for Jesus at his baptism

Come on guys, let's take a communion

This holy day

And take God at his word

And turn our back on man's ways

God bless you

Happy Easter