As we enter the week leading up to Good Friday and Resurrection Sunday, we wanted to share a poem written by our own Michael Stott (originally published HERE). Take some time to prepare your heart as we enter into the narrative of God’s costly love. In order to assist with that endeavor, we’re including a short passage from Scripture, as well as a link to a song that fits the theme. Michael is also the artist who made the Good Friday artwork.
But they all cried out together, “Away with this man, and release to us Barabbas”— a man who had been thrown into prison for an insurrection started in the city and for murder. Pilate addressed them once more, desiring to release Jesus, but they kept shouting, “Crucify, crucify him!” A third time he said to them, “Why? What evil has he done? I have found in him no guilt deserving death. I will therefore punish and release him.” But they were urgent, demanding with loud cries that he should be crucified. And their voices prevailed. So Pilate decided that their demand should be granted. He released the man who had been thrown into prison for insurrection and murder, for whom they asked, but he delivered Jesus over to their will.
Luke 23:18-25
How Deep The Father’s Love For Us (Lyric Video)
Love came close, and insists on taking me.
Alone in the dark I feel their voices pulsate around me.
Dying alone in public, the public sings along.
I am the public, as God divine his innocence reverberates near, far, in all time.
Oh, paradise will you wait for me? Your promises shake the walls of death, even my own.
Agony, and Irony circle me like crows that stalk these self inflicted gallows, constructed by
blood, sweat, and years on the run. They mock me, and they mock him all grace from thee.
Thick mud erects this grave, on a hill dreaming of the sea, clean sheets, as we die alone
now.
Trust has never been developed in the form of a son of man.
As love comes close, chooses to spare me.
Love comes close, chooses to take me.
The gates they unlock, and wash away the knives that have bled me.
Love comes close, and paradise awaits me.
(Selah)
