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If you’re looking for a King, you’ve come to the wrong place. A warrior on a white horse or a ruler robed in silk isn’t the face He took when He came down, if you’re looking for a King, you’ll find an empty throne and an empty crown, because the King stepped down, He didn’t announce His coming with a thousand trumpets blasting or multitudes of angels to show off His splendor, no, He came in peace, He came clothed in humility and became a baby. If you’re looking for a baby, you won’t find him here, The King came as a child showing His people that He is flesh and blood, too He’s had the same hurts as you but now the manger is empty because the baby grew up to become the Messiah came and the Messiah went on to fulfill the will He was sent here for to bind up the brokenhearted to take up our burdens to be an instrument of mercy and the love of the Father unlike any other, to tell us that the time had come for a fresh faith in the One who holds the stars. And so the donkey stands with no rider, for Messiah took the cup and became our Savior crawled with death scraping His shoulders, hissing triumphantly into His ear while the very people He gave life to spat at Him denied Him tore the flesh off His back hung Him naked on a cross, his hands red with every sin He never committed, and He cried out as His Father turned His face away from Him. But the veil was torn and our sins thrown to the farthest ends, and now that cross stands empty. They sealed his body in stone, seething, “Where is your Savior now?” and the land was wrapped in darkness and hope was burnt out, but three sunrises later, the earth trembled and heaven wasn’t the only place that opened that day. The body went missing and the empty tomb changed everything. Jesus rose over every sickness every hurt, every pain He took our shame and wiped our slate clean, there is salvation in His name, there is redemption in His name, there is freedom in His name, Death had no victory and no sting that day because there is nothing that can separate us from the love that is the Father’s, who watched His son suffer paying our debt, so that one day we may receive what is His and be with Him again, we are now sons and we are now daughters, no need for sacrifices and meaningless prayers come as you are, sinner, and let His blood wash your past away, He is alive. So when doubt comes creeping closer saying, “Where is your Savior?” Look it in the eye and proclaim, “He is risen!” “He is risen!”
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC
Where is your Savior now?
If you’re looking for a King, you’ve come to the wrong place. A warrior on a white horse or a ruler robed in silk isn’t the face He took when He came down, if you’re looking for a King, you’ll find an empty throne and an empty crown, because the King stepped down, He didn’t announce His coming with a thousand trumpets blasting or multitudes of angels to show off His splendor, no, He came in peace, He came clothed in humility and became a baby. If you’re looking for a baby, you won’t find him here, The King came as a child showing His people that He is flesh and blood, too He’s had the same hurts as you but now the manger is empty because the baby grew up to become the Messiah came and the Messiah went on to fulfill the will He was sent here for to bind up the brokenhearted to take up our burdens to be an instrument of mercy and the love of the Father unlike any other, to tell us that the time had come for a fresh faith in the One who holds the stars. And so the donkey stands with no rider, for Messiah took the cup and became our Savior crawled with death scraping His shoulders, hissing triumphantly into His ear while the very people He gave life to spat at Him denied Him tore the flesh off His back hung Him naked on a cross, his hands red with every sin He never committed, and He cried out as His Father turned His face away from Him. But the veil was torn and our sins thrown to the farthest ends, and now that cross stands empty. They sealed his body in stone, seething, “Where is your Savior now?” and the land was wrapped in darkness and hope was burnt out, but three sunrises later, the earth trembled and heaven wasn’t the only place that opened that day. The body went missing and the empty tomb changed everything. Jesus rose over every sickness every hurt, every pain He took our shame and wiped our slate clean, there is salvation in His name, there is redemption in His name, there is freedom in His name, Death had no victory and no sting that day because there is nothing that can separate us from the love that is the Father’s, who watched His son suffer paying our debt, so that one day we may receive what is His and be with Him again, we are now sons and we are now daughters, no need for sacrifices and meaningless prayers come as you are, sinner, and let His blood wash your past away, He is alive. So when doubt comes creeping closer saying, “Where is your Savior?” Look it in the eye and proclaim, “He is risen!” “He is risen!”
A spoken word poem written for today's Easter Sunday program.
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Apr 20, 2014
Apr 20, 2014 at 8:37 AM UTC
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