These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

The Resurrection of Jesus Christ

The day He rose up from the grave
began all days of life for me.
His Invitation called to save
this heart from sin to make me free.

This life is hard, but not fore'er.
He lived my shame one Friday past,
delivering from lasting care
through beatings raw to breathe His last.

I want to live so for my Lord,
Who died for me offending naught.
This promised life in written Word,
my Gift from Him so blood-washed bought.

He rose for me, that I'd arise.
What painful hours, I'm now His prize.
When the child is born with piercing cries
no memory lasts. "It's worth it." Wise.

by Jay O’Toole
on April 28th, 2022