Tyr-Ziu Saxnot
04-12-2020, 07:10 AM
I do not know who wrote this
but it is just perfect!
Happy Easter!
> “How the Virus stole Easter” Dr Seuss theme
> Twas late in ‘19 when the virus began,
> Bringing chaos and fear to all people, each land.
>
> People were sick, hospitals full,
> Doctors overwhelmed, no one in school.
>
> As winter gave way to the promise of spring,
> The virus raged on, touching peasant and king.
>
> People hid in their homes from the enemy unseen.
> They YouTubed and Zoomed, social-distanced, and cleaned.
>
> April approached and churches were closed.
> “There won’t be an Easter,” the world supposed.
>
> “There won’t be church services, and egg hunts are out.
> No reason for new dresses when we can’t go about.”
>
> Holy Week started, as bleak as the rest.
> The world was focused on masks and on tests.
>
> “Easter can’t happen this year,” they proclaimed.
> “Online and at home, it just won’t be the same.”
>
> Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, the days came and went.
> The virus pressed on; it just would not relent.
>
> The world woke Sunday and nothing had changed.
> The virus still menaced, the people, estranged.
>
> “Pooh pooh to the saints,” the world was grumbling.
> “They’re finding out now that no Easter is coming.
>
> “They’re just waking up! I know just what they’ll do!
> Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,
> And then all the saints will all cry boo-hoo.
>
> “That noise,” said the world, “would be something to hear.”
> So it paused and the world put a hand to its ear.
>
> And it did hear a sound coming through all the skies.
> It started down low, then it started to rise.
>
> But the sound wasn’t depressed.
> Why, this sound was triumphant!
> It couldn’t be so!
> But it grew with abundance!
>
> The world stared around, popping its eyes. Then it shook! What it saw was a shocking surprise!
>
> Each saint in each nation, the tall and the small,
> Was celebrating Jesus in spite of it all!
>
> It hadn’t stopped Easter from coming! It came!
> Somehow or other, it came just the same!
>
> And the world with its life quite stuck in quarantine
> Stood puzzling and puzzling.
> “Just how can it be?”
>
> “It came without bonnets, it came without bunnies,
> It came without egg hunts, cantatas, or money.”
>
> Then the world thought of something it hadn’t before.
> “Maybe Easter,” it thought, “doesn’t come from a store.
> Maybe Easter, perhaps, means a little bit more.”
>
> And what happened then?
> Well....the story’s not done.
> What will YOU do?
> Will you share with that one
> Or two or more people needing hope in this night?
> Will you share of the source of your life in this fight?
>
> The churches are empty - but so is the tomb,
> And Jesus is Victor over death, doom, and gloom.
>
> So this year at Easter, let this be our prayer,
> As the virus still rages all around, everywhere.
>
> May the world see hope when it looks at God’s people.
> May the world see the Church is not a building or steeple.
> May the world find Faith in Jesus’ death and resurrection,
> May the world find Joy in a time of dejection.
> May 2020 be known as the year of survival,
> But not only that -
Does give one cause to pause to ponder, eh?
Wishing all here a very happy, and blessed Easter celebration.--Tyr
but it is just perfect!
Happy Easter!
> “How the Virus stole Easter” Dr Seuss theme
> Twas late in ‘19 when the virus began,
> Bringing chaos and fear to all people, each land.
>
> People were sick, hospitals full,
> Doctors overwhelmed, no one in school.
>
> As winter gave way to the promise of spring,
> The virus raged on, touching peasant and king.
>
> People hid in their homes from the enemy unseen.
> They YouTubed and Zoomed, social-distanced, and cleaned.
>
> April approached and churches were closed.
> “There won’t be an Easter,” the world supposed.
>
> “There won’t be church services, and egg hunts are out.
> No reason for new dresses when we can’t go about.”
>
> Holy Week started, as bleak as the rest.
> The world was focused on masks and on tests.
>
> “Easter can’t happen this year,” they proclaimed.
> “Online and at home, it just won’t be the same.”
>
> Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, the days came and went.
> The virus pressed on; it just would not relent.
>
> The world woke Sunday and nothing had changed.
> The virus still menaced, the people, estranged.
>
> “Pooh pooh to the saints,” the world was grumbling.
> “They’re finding out now that no Easter is coming.
>
> “They’re just waking up! I know just what they’ll do!
> Their mouths will hang open a minute or two,
> And then all the saints will all cry boo-hoo.
>
> “That noise,” said the world, “would be something to hear.”
> So it paused and the world put a hand to its ear.
>
> And it did hear a sound coming through all the skies.
> It started down low, then it started to rise.
>
> But the sound wasn’t depressed.
> Why, this sound was triumphant!
> It couldn’t be so!
> But it grew with abundance!
>
> The world stared around, popping its eyes. Then it shook! What it saw was a shocking surprise!
>
> Each saint in each nation, the tall and the small,
> Was celebrating Jesus in spite of it all!
>
> It hadn’t stopped Easter from coming! It came!
> Somehow or other, it came just the same!
>
> And the world with its life quite stuck in quarantine
> Stood puzzling and puzzling.
> “Just how can it be?”
>
> “It came without bonnets, it came without bunnies,
> It came without egg hunts, cantatas, or money.”
>
> Then the world thought of something it hadn’t before.
> “Maybe Easter,” it thought, “doesn’t come from a store.
> Maybe Easter, perhaps, means a little bit more.”
>
> And what happened then?
> Well....the story’s not done.
> What will YOU do?
> Will you share with that one
> Or two or more people needing hope in this night?
> Will you share of the source of your life in this fight?
>
> The churches are empty - but so is the tomb,
> And Jesus is Victor over death, doom, and gloom.
>
> So this year at Easter, let this be our prayer,
> As the virus still rages all around, everywhere.
>
> May the world see hope when it looks at God’s people.
> May the world see the Church is not a building or steeple.
> May the world find Faith in Jesus’ death and resurrection,
> May the world find Joy in a time of dejection.
> May 2020 be known as the year of survival,
> But not only that -
Does give one cause to pause to ponder, eh?
Wishing all here a very happy, and blessed Easter celebration.--Tyr