Early in the morning, on the first day of the week,

I arose to seek the garden for my eyes could not find sleep.

I sought a place more holy than my narrow self-filled room

And knew at once I'd find it at the door to Jesus' tomb.

The air was fresh and dewy, perfumed with flowers and new life.

Yesterday was lost with daybreak and the sun's first rays of light.

It seemed my burdens at once were lifted, as I stood outside the door

And thought of all He'd done for me, and what had gone before.

I did not need to go inside, to see the empty space

For my heart was filled with love divine, and the presence of His grace

I will never get over the wonder of the miracle that he

Could live and die, and live again, to save sinners just like me.

Linda Miller lives in Little Rock, Arkansas, where she works for the Arkansas Baptist State Convention. She is a widow, mother of four children, and grandmother of eight. Besides family, she loves God, music, and words. Her purpose for being is to share glimpses of glory, to brighten the lives of those around her, and to affirm that God knows best even when we don’t understand.

© 2007 Linda Miller All Rights Reserved

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[A special thanks to Linda Miller for sharing her poetry with BLESSED]