The next day the chief priests and Pharisees assembled before Pilate and said “Sir, we remember that while that liar was alive he said ‘I will rise again after three days’. Therefore, we request that you give orders for the tomb to be secured until then. If not, his disciples may steal his body and tell everyone that he has been raised from the dead. If they do that it will make a bad situation worse.”
Pilate told them to use some soldiers as a guard saying “Go make it secure in the best way you know.” Then they left and secured the tomb by putting a seal around the stone and posting guards.
The Jews didn’t want the bodies to stay on the cross through the next day because not only was it the Sabbath, but it was also the first day of Passover. They asked Pilate to have the men’s legs broken to hasten their death so that their bodies could be removed before the Sabbath began. The soldiers came and broke the legs of the two men who had been crucified alongside Jesus. They saw that Jesus was already dead when they came to him, so they did not break his legs. However, a soldier used a spear to pierce his side and blood and water immediately flowed out.
The one who saw this has told you this so that you might believe. He speaks the truth and is convinced that what he is saying is true.
These things fulfilled the Scriptures that say “None of his bones will be broken” and “They will look upon the One they have pierced.”
Keep up with You, because
nobody else will. They are too busy
getting affordable housing while
the housing bubble burst
and we burst into tears.
You can try to judge the world outside
by going through my hometown
but homegrown prophets are never respected
Fortunately I’m not from here.
I don’t have any questions about Monday.
Or maybe I do.
This once again Memorial Day.
Should I light a candle or a grill or a firecracker?
Thou shalt not kill.
The presidents of the same world
the sane world,
wield worms when dead,
the same as the poor, the plain, the painfully shy.
You don’t have to be famous
to fill out the next week’s schedule
so it can send flowers to followers,
Condolences as carnations.
Collapse into tears
Fall into pieces
Cut me a slice of the pie of grief
And fry it up with a side of being human.