1. Palm Sunday
Welcomed as a king.
Royal ride through the gates
Cheering and Homage
        fron the crowd.
"Forgive them Father
            For they know not what they do"
Cloaks and palm branches
    Spread on the road
              In welcome
                       In reverence.
"...save yourself! Come down
     from the cross, if you are the Son of God!"
Hope and Excitement
For the Son of David-
The One who comes in God's name
The One who will save.
"Surely he was the Son of God!"
2. Good Friday
Focus
   on the Darkness of the day-
        No glimmer of the Light to come
Only sorrow.
            And pain.
                      And despair.
How could it be?
How could this happen?
            He is the one....
                      He was the one....
          And yet
               He hangs now from that tree-
                    One among others-
              Stripped and Beaten
                    Barely with us anymore.
Soon- He will be gone.
               How can this be?
                   How can this happen?
What of the kingdom
         He has promised?
What of the miracles
                          He did?
How could He die?
      He seemed so much more-
                Was He only a man?
       The Darkness of the Day
                    Despair
                                  Uncertainly
                         No glimmer of the Light to come
                   Only women crying
                                          at his feet
                   While mockers scoff
                            and Disciples scatter.
                                       Lost
                                    No direction
                                            No focus
                                                  No assurance.
                                    No tomorrow.
                    Only the Darkness
                                               of the Day.
3. Easter Sunday
Darkness turned to light
A touch of hope
      And then
             Unadulterated JOY.
The unthinkable has been
                          Thought
The undoable has been 
                                 done
The unreasonable is now
                          Reality.
Darkness turned to light
          By truth
We are not imprisoned
           Any longer
In cells of our own making.
The light has broken through
         Releasing those
               held by Darkness.
A new world begins.
Hope, once scattered
     Is Now Firm
Truth, once uncertain
     Is Now Confirmed
   The Future, once Darkened
   Is now Filled with
       Light
Light that will guide us
     Into a new reality-
 Through the darkness
 Into what was always
      Meant to be.
No more holding back
     For we know what lies ahead.
No more fear of death
    For that blight has been conquered.
    Our hope
        Our truth
            Our future
         Joy-filled with Light.
             Katherine Kavanagh Hoffman                           
 

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