These Are My JOTtings, Part #2

Maundy Thursday of Holy Week

The seder meal He led with grace,
replete with meaning for His men.
The Lamb of God would take His place
to be the sacrifice for sin.

"The bread my body broken full.
The wine my blood to clean and wash."
He changes hearts from the sinful pull,
and wills from bondage, O so harsh.

With Judas now dispatched, his deed
would change his life, and draw a line,
but Peter's loyalty was freed
to his heart's agony not fine.

They sang a song, and to the mount
to stay, until the soldiers came.
In prayer sweat blood His head a fount.
Forsaken all His men to blame.

The day a tragedy at last,
the soldiers took Him toward the court,
The day of light had now seemed past.
The darkness moved with great import.

He went silently into the night.
The prophecy of chapter three
was started as the greatest plight,
unsure of hope for you and me.

The day has gone, the night has come,
if Maundy Thursday is the end,
but wait you for God's Victory sum
when Strength in meekness all doth mend.

by Jay O’Toole
on April 17th, 2025