An Angelic Host Matthew 28:1-8
I did not come to roll the stone away
for the Christ…
Risen, He no longer suffers such portals
He enters and leaves as He pleases
anywhere heaven or earth.
I came, a messenger, to the women.
I broke the seal on the empty tomb,
pushed the quarried stone aside for them.
I alighted there and waited their timid arrival,
A host preparing an amusement for cherished guests.
I radiated a smile to the uninvited guards,
they toppled over, seized with astonished regrets.
These women, however,
are woven of stronger stuff, the fiber of love.
They listened through their alarm,
overcame a fit of fright, and left inebriated with delight.
Task accompli, The surprise party a rousing success.
I rejoin the heavenly chorus to sing
a second stanza to “Peace on Earth, Goodwill to Men.”
It begins, “For He’s a Jolly God Fellow…Alleluia!
He is Risen! He is Risen Indeed!”
c.Darlene Moore Berg