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HOSANNA!

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Palm Sunday, the 20th, was the time when Jesus rode into Jerusalem on a donkey. Imagine, a king riding on a donkey! The people thought he came to set up an earthly kingdom and they greeted him with the cry “Hosanna,” looking forward to their freedom from the Roman rulers. But Jesus’ kingdom at this time was one of the heart. He came to die. But it didn’t end at the grave. His Father raised him up to life on Easter and one day soon he will return to take his rightful place as ruler of all. Until that day, we worship him as Creator and God, waiting for his glorious day when he will rule as a physical king!

HOSANNA!
“Hosanna! Hosanna!
Our King comes.
Spread your cloaks!
Lift your branches!
Praise the King.

“Hosanna! Hosanna!
Our King comes
In the name of the Lord!
The Son of David!
Praise the King!

“Hosanna! Hosanna!
Our King comes
To deliver, to save!
Lift your voices!
Praise the King!”

“Father!
They celebrate.
They thought they knew peace,
But it is hidden from their eyes.

“Father!
They celebrate
They do not know
My kingdom is not of this world

“Father!
They celebrate
But they do not know
I came to die.”

FORGIVENESS

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As I look forward to the celebration of Easter, I remember that without the cross, there would be no Resurrection. The cross is about forgiveness, for through it, I am forgiven and I celebrate new life.

FORGIVENESS

Come walk with me in fields of white,
in heaven’s place of glorious light,
where dark clouds part and souls wash clean
in Jesus’ blood. Come–see the scene
when He was killed and took my place.
Look close and see His pain-pierced face.
Hear his words, “Forgive their deeds.”

Those words for them beneath the tree,
are meant for us, yes, for all men–
the word of grace men’s hearts to mend.
The stain of sin is washed away,
the darkness gone. Come walk in day.

Come walk with me on paths of light,
cleansed with His blood, our souls washed white.

A TRIBUTE TO TREES

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SILENT PRAISE

They stand straight and tall,

arms outstretched and reaching

into the heavens, to God,

their silent voices praising their Creator.

They never more except when the wind

blows and they respond to the rhythm

of the wind. No matter how life has bent

them, they stretch toward heaven,

their praises shouting in silent voices,

heard only by those who listen.

They fulfill their mission, assigned

by their Creator: refuge for the birds,

shade from the heat, life of oxygen

from their leaves. In winter and spring,

they show that life comes from death, and

even when their lives have been cut short

and they exist only as a stump,

new life forces its way from the soil

into life. Death proceeds life, for a seed has to fall into the ground

and die before it will truly live.

Season after season, through death to life,

they serve their creator, drawing life from

the water in the ground and returning their silent praise.

SPRING

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Day Day One: Unlock the Mind for Blogging University 101. Spring is on my mind, so here are my thoughts on this great season!

P1020681It is so neat to have warmer temperatures. When I went out lately, I wear a jacket, much nicer than a heavy coat.

And the trees are in bloom, at least some of them. If I look close, I can see branches with buds of leaves on trees that look bare.  I have seen trees with red blossoms on them. Which brings me to the question: if  trees produce oxygen by photosynthesis, by means of green leaves, how do trees with no green leaves produce oxygen? Last summer, I saw a man standing near one of those red trees and I asked him my question, but he didn’t know. I have seen trees covered with white blossoms,  but if I looked closely, I could see green leaves hiding behind the white blossoms. I didn’t see any on red-blossom trees.

I am thankful that God sends spring after winter. Easter reminds me of that. After Jesus’ death, his resurrection, which means new life for us in Him. My life in my relationship with Him is sometimes, sad to say, like that of nature’s spring, up and down.  But I am thankful that He loves me and as I abide in Him, He changes me to be more like Himself. Then, I bear fruit: love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, self-control (from Ephesians 5:22, 23).

Father, thanks for spring.

Thanks Blogging University.