I scurry through the streets again…
I scurry through the streets again,
As most people are still asleep!
As I move forward,
Images of Your Face, tortured and bleeding, torture me!
I scurry through the streets again,
Reaching the city walls!
Nearing the end of my journey,
Longing only to tend Your Broken Body!
I scurry through the streets again,
Out into the countryside!
Out to the dread place,
A cold tomb, overlaid with stone!
I scurry through the streets again,
Shouting to anyone who will listen!
“Jesus is Alive! Jesus is Risen!
Jesus Spoke to me!”
I scurry through the streets again,
To where Mary, His Mother, and the Disciples wait!
I carry His Message….
But many find it incredulous!
I scurry through the streets again,
Laughing and crying!
Dancing and singing… people think that I am mad…
But I know my Jesus!!!
