Why gather for this Festival of Pasch? Why come into this time of Passing, over? What is the meaning of our feet that walk together to an ancient hill, still new? Who are these gathered people, of this time coming in our turn to Calvary? Why are we standing by this empty tomb of ours, and saying for the first time yet again, that 'He is risen!' ? Have we seen the Lord, or are we those who wait behind our fearful doors closed to the joy of freedom that he brings who stands and knocks and waits for (with) anxious hearts ? The Candle that we hold is now our light this night,- for we've been ransomed from our fripparies: the once-unbended hearts now kneel before our God: for He has died that we might live and light our busied world with Ransomed Joy for full-forgotten Sin.
Why Gather?
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