A-Poem-a-Day

Until Resurrection Day

Now I know...

WHAT'S SO "GOOD" ABOUT IT?

When I was a child

I could hardly wait for Easter

could hardly wait to wear my new spring dress

and the flowery straw bonnet with velvet ribbon streamers

could hardly wait for the basket of marshmallow chocolates

tiny jelly beans and bright-colored eggs

to magically appear in my bedroom

compliments of a big white bunny

Oh, the wonders of childhood imaginings…

I was glad about the Resurrection, too, of course

But first I had to get through Lent and "Good" Friday

first I had to sacrifice

and give a lot of serious consideration

to Jesus

first I had to think about a nice holy man

dying

a terrible death

upon a horrible cross

and I had to try to understand

that He died that awful death

for me!

I preferred, of course

to think about chocolate, bunnies, and bonnets

rather than scourging, thorns, and nails

Good? I thought…

What could possibly

be "Good" about it?

I wanted to call it "Bad Friday"

"Cruel Friday" or

"Why Did God Have To Have It Happen That Way Friday?"

Of course

I was too young to understand…then

Now I realize

a basket-bearing bunny on Easter