Easter Sunday by Joy Crowley – a poem via Isabel

Isabel passed this poem on to me to share with you:

Easter Sunday (by Joy Crowley)

This is the day of festival
and we thank you, O God of celebration,
with hymns of praise rising like balloons
and banners of love waving from our hearts.

Today we dance with the angels
round all the empty tombs in our lives,
celebrating transformation,
from grief to laughter,
from darkness into light.

Today we glimpse the truth
of suffering and death
as we move with you in your Jesus song
of resurrections without end.