Matthew says that after Jesus and His disciples
shared their last supper together,
they sang a hymn.
In spite of knowing what was ahead, He sang.
I wonder if the memory
of the melodic male music
helped keep His sanity
as He travailed in the garden.
I wonder if He heard the echoes
over the cries of "Crucify Him, Crucify Him!"
I wonder if He heard them singing
when the nails went in.
If He could sing even though He knew
what was about to happen,
then I can sing too.
I don't know what's ahead,
but He does,
and He still sings.
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