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04/25/20 Weekend Grif.Net – How the Virus Stole Easter

04/25/20 Weekend Grif.Net – How the Virus Stole Easter

‘Twas late in ‘19 =
when the virus began

Bringing chaos and fear to all =
people, each land.

People were sick, hospitals =
full,

Doctors overwhelmed, no one in =
school.

 

As winter gave way to the =
promise of spring,

The virus raged on, touching =
peasant and king.

People hid in their homes from =
the enemy unseen.

They YouTubed and Zoomed, =
social-distanced, and cleaned.

 

April approached and churches =
were closed.

“There won’t be an =
Easter,” the world supposed.

“There won’t be =
church services, and egg hunts are out.

No reason for new dresses when =
we can’t go about.”

 

Holy Week started, as bleak as =
the rest.

The world was focused on masks =
and on tests.

“Easter can’t =
happen this year,” it proclaimed.

“Online and at home, it =
just won’t be the same.”

 

Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, =
the days came and went.

The virus pressed on; it just =
would not relent.

The world awoke Sunday and =
nothing had changed.

The virus still menaced, the =
people, estranged.

 

“Pooh, pooh to the =
saints,” the world was grumbling.

“They’re finding =
out now that no Easter is coming.

“They’re just =
waking up! We know just what they’ll do!

Their mouths will hang open and =
all cry ‘boo-hoo’.

 

“That noise,” said =
the world, “will be something to =
hear.”

So it paused, and the world put =
a hand to its ear.

And it did hear a sound coming =
through all the skies.

It started down low, then it =
started to rise.

 

But the sound wasn’t =
depressed. Why, this sound was triumphant!

It couldn’t be so! But it =
grew with so abundant!

The world stared around, =
popping its eyes.

Then it shook! What it saw was =
a shocking surprise!

 

Every saint in every nation, =
the tall and the small,

Was celebrating Jesus in spite =
of it all!

It hadn’t stopped Easter =
from coming! It came!

Somehow or other, it came just =
the same!

 

And the world with its life =
quite stuck in quarantine

Stood puzzling and puzzling. =
“Just how can it be?”

“It came without bonnets, =
it came without bunnies,

It came without egg hunts, =
cantatas, or money.”

 

Then the world thought of =
something it hadn’t before.

“Maybe Easter,” it =
thought, “doesn’t come from a store.

Maybe Easter, perhaps, means a =
little bit more.”

The churches are empty – but so =
is the tomb,

And Jesus is victor over death, =
hell and gloom.

 

So this year at Easter, this =
was our prayer,

As the virus still rages all =
around, everywhere.

May the world see hope when it =
looks at God’s people.

May the world see the church is =
not a building or steeple.

 

May the world find Faith in =
Jesus’ death and resurrection,

May the world find Joy in a =
time of dejection.

May 2020 be known as the year =
of survival,

But not only that – let it =
start a revival.

 

[by Kristi Bothur, adapted, =
with a nod to Dr. Seuss]

 

~~

Dr Bob Griffin =

bob@grif.net =
www.grif.net

"Jesus =
Knows Me, This I Love!"