On the Third Day
an earthquake rocked a garden tomb,
stunned Roman guards,
but spoke peace to weeping women,
Peter and the forlorn followers.
It shook Jerusalem’s peasants
with a promise of liberation,
with its signal of fulfilled prophecy,
and took them by surprise
with its challenge to false spirituality.
It reverberated in Rome’s highest court
and shattered the consciences
of those in power.
Hidden questions were raised:
Is there a more worthy goal than earthly glory?
A more worthy God than Caesar?
Unmeasured by the Richter Scale,
it was the quake that cracked a death grip
and its aftershocks reach through time……….to me.
I too have had my Third Day
when the power of God
first earthquaked its way through my soul.
It shook me then and shakes me now,
but I stand secure
for I know my Redeemer lives.(E.J. Hatfield)