Death of Yolo – Spoken Word
This was a poem I wrote for my church’s easter service this past April. My hope is that someone watching this will walk away with a deeper sense of the grace of God and just how monumental Jesus death, burial, and resurrection truly were. If Jesus is still dead we are to be pitied, but if He really rose, we have to face up with the implications. Nothing is more precious than the fact that when we trust in Jesus, we are united with Him as one. Because of that, whatever is true of Him, instantly becomes true of us. Spotless, blameless, perfect, righteous, etc all are accounted to us since we are “in Him.”
The Book that inspired this poem: http://tinyurl.com/9l4gnbt
By: Jefferson Bethke
I am one of God’s children. But, I am not Jesus, nor would any paternal offspring from Him be Jesus. They would be whatever Jesus wanted to call them. But, Jesus didn’t come to earth to start a family.He already did that in the Garden of Eden.