Things were not looking GOOD,
FRIDAY-night-lights weren’t shining like they should.
The team of humankind was behind,
The clock was ticking with little time.
To make matters worse, their star player had been lost,
Brutally killed when He when was hung on a cross.
His blood ran red all over the field,
And the evil they were facing just wouldn’t yield.
The eleven players left were all filled with doubt,
Wondering what to do during a three-day time out.
‘Game on’ was the call and they thought they were done,
But the head cheerleader came shouting ‘wait, the game can be won!’
“For look who it is, back from the dead,
Your all-star captain, just like He said”,
He strolled out with a smile to calmly say,
“I’m here for the ‘W’, there’s one more play…
It’s a real Hail Mary, an act of God’s,
But it’s bound to work against all odds,
So give me your hands, and in my name,
We’re claiming the victory over this game.”
An audible called; grace is given,
Mercy’s received and all is forgiven.
A straight arm here, a spin-move there,
They march down the field on a wing and a prayer.
The team simply followed the sound of His voice,
Touchdown… Hallelujah… the crowds rejoice!
The people can’t believe what has just occurred,
They tell everyone they know, in case they haven’t heard.
And today we remember that legendary play,
This Happy EASTER (SUPERBOWL) SUNDAY.