Without the Thursday,
without the Friday
There could be no
Sunday miracle
A holy Thursday
carrying out God’s plan
fulfillment of prophesy
completion of the path
of the creator, the savior
the Messiah, born holy and human
anointed in the Jordan
teaching, healing, feeding
far more than five thousand
giving life in the holy water
bearing witness to God’s love
so it was on that holy Thursday
washing their feet, being a servant
breaking the bread, sharing the wine
himself a new sacrifice, the lamb
praying in the Garden, submitting to your will
giving himself over to the betrayer
to the blind leaders of the people
handing himself over, to human judgment
condemnation, crucifixion
to fulfill all
March 21, 2008
Friday, March 21, 2008
A Holy Thursday
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