From Pastor Tammy

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Happy Easter dear friends!

He is risen!  He is risen indeed!  It has been a different Lenten season.  It has been a wilderness journey in its own right.  Thank you to all of you who joined in for our live stream worship services, and our Holy Week reflections, and our Easter celebration.  Thank you to the staff and members who made these services all possible!

Even though David and I have missed seeing your faces and sharing Christian fellowship with you, we sense that during this time of isolation and distancing- something is stirring.  It feels like God is doing a new thing in us and in the world!  I can’t wait to see what God is bringing to life!

I continue to be overwhelmed by your care for one another, by your continued support for our Food Pantry that continues to meet the growing need in our community and by your gracious support for Haygood’s ministry and staff.  Thank you for being the Body of Christ ALIVE in the world.

I can’t wait to worship face to face with you again but even more, I can’t wait to commune with you at our Lord’s table.  We will have a great celebration when we can gather together again!  In closing, I leave the poem below with you!  Grace upon Grace, Pastor Tammy

 

How the Virus Stole Easter

Written by Kristi Bothur with a nod to Dr. Suess

 

Twas late in ’19 when the virus began,

Bringing chaos and fear to all people, each land.

People were sick, hospitals full,

Doctors overwhelmed, no one in school.

As winter gave way to the promise of spring

The virus raged on touching peasant and king.

People hid in their homes from the enemy unseen

They YouTubed and Zoomed, social-distanced and cleaned.

April approached and churches were closed.

“There won’t be an Easter,” the world supposed.

“There won’t be church services and egg hunts are out.

No reasons for new dresses when we can’t go about.”

Holy Week started as bleak as the rest.

The world was focused on masks and on tests.

“Online and at home it just won’t be the same.”

Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, the days came and went.

The virus pressed on; it just would not relent.

The world woke Sunday and nothing had changed.

The virus still menaced the people estranged.

“Pooh pooh to the saints,” The world was grumbling.

“They’re finding out now that no Easter is coming.”

They’re just waking up!  We know just what they’ll do!

Their mouths will hang open a minute or two.

And then all the saints will all cry boo-hoo!

That noise”, said the world “will be something to hear!”

So it paused and the world put a hand to its ear.

And it did hear a sound coming through all the skies.

It started down low, then it started to rise.

But the sound wasn’t depressed.  Why this sound was triumphant!

It couldn’t be so but it grew with abundance!

The world stared around, popping its eyes.

Then it shook!  What it saw was a shocking surprise!

Every saint in every nation, the tall and the small,

Was celebrating Jesus in spite of it all!

It hadn’t stopped Easter from coming! It came!

Somehow or another it came just the same.

And the world with its life quite stuck in quarantine

Stood puzzling and puzzling, “Just how can it be?”

“It came without bonnets, it came without bunnies,

it came without egg hunts, cantatas, or money”

Then the world thought of something it hadn’t before.

“Maybe Easter”, it thought, “doesn’t come from a store.

Maybe Easter, perhaps means a little bit more.”

And what happened then? Well the story’s not done.

What will YOU do?  Will you share with that one?

Or two or more people needing hope in this night?

Will you share the source of your life in this fight?

The churches are empty but SO IS THE TOMB.

And Jesus is victor over death, doom and gloom.

So this year at Easter, let this be our prayer,

As the virus still rages all around, everywhere.

May the world see hope when it looks at God’s people!

May the world see the church is not a building or a steeple!

May the world find faith in Jesus’ death and resurrection!

May the world find joy in a time of dejection!

May 2020 be known as the year of survival!

But not only that, let it start a REVIVAL.