Calvin Synod Herald, 1996 (96. évfolyam, 1-6. szám)
1996-03-01 / 2. szám
CALVIN SYNOD HERALD 3 AMERIKAI MAGYAR REFORMÁTUSOK LAPJA The resurrection of Jesus was an incredible event for the disciples and foralkmankind. Let us look at this event through the eyes of some eyewitnesses. There were the guards who were terrified when they experienced the earthquake, to see the angel moving ttie stone from the tomb and then to see the risen Lord. They reported this event to the authorities; then they were paid to spread false testimony. There were the women of Jerusalem who came and saw the empty tomb, and the angels told them of Jesus' resurrection. When they were leaving, they met the living Lord. Two disciples that same evening were on the road to Emmaus. They did not recognize the risen Jesus until they arrived and He blessed the food at their meal. They immediately returned to Jerusalem to tell of their experience. On the seventh day after Easter, the eleven disciples were again together in the upper room. Jesus showed His hands to Thomas who then recognized him and said "My Lord and my God." When the seven disciples went fishing, Jesus appeared to them. They were frightened, but He showed them His hands and He asked for food. They gave him fish and honey. The disciples went to Galilee where He appeared to them. He charged them to go and proclaim the Gospel and to make disciples of all nations. Before their very eyes, He was lifted up and returned to Heaven to prepare a place for His own... For you and for me also... Hearing so many witnesses, how do we look at Jesus and His resurrection? The time is here now. Let us all rejoice in the resurrection of our Lord. Let us come to Him with faith and hope that our Easter may be blessed here and in eternity. After so many sad Good Fridays, let us be people of hope and of resurrection, and let us proclaim with conviction! He has risen and we are His people, people of resurrection! A very blessed Easter to all. Francis Vitéz Bishop of Calvin Synod Greeting the Months of the year by Csilla Magyary The original Hungarian-language version of this poem appeared in our former issue. This English translation is appearing at the reguest of our readers. It is new Hope the New Year brings To this life's cloud-covered sky. We trust sun-rays will stay with us As at this year the sun will shine. Trustingly, we wait for morrow; Will the months bring joy or sorrow? JANUARY youthful and fresh Received welcome in our breast. FEBRUARY comes with a gust As king of Balls and so august. Lenten winds soon starting to blow. MARCH comes with rain mixed with white snow, Violets, dogwoods make us ponder, APRIL comes as a month of wonder. Easter is here, victor of Life, All things dead become alive. Hark! Glad anthems jingle and ring. Fairy-queens sing without-within. MAY now in full-bloom appears Pleasurable to paupers, kings. JUNE brings wheat all fully-ripe Boyish young girl, sparkles in eye, Fields loaden wide so far ahead With golden sheaves for daily bread. Month of JULY you are perhaps Summers laden table, the best. All the poor folks you feed amply Warm rays of sun, light in plenty. When the soil starves with hungriness On meadows rich in marguerites With larks you sing your sweet sonnets, Promptly you pour fresh showers. AUGUST arrives like royal guest, Bright starry nights, love-making acts, Princely is your destination With King Stephen's celebration. SEPTEMBER! Fall! Perennial Among vineyards walks guardian, Children to school will now enter, Since without knowledge-center Believe or not now or ever: Can't land on moon - no calendar! OCTOBER! Hear! Comes grape-harvest! Your painting brush colours the best. Into purple turn green gardens, Meadows, hills, woods, and all the rest. From trees leaves fall, topple, tumble, Like human lives, all so crumple. On the same month and so mortal Even skies cry at heaven's portal. NOVEMBER comes right-soon after Up above us clouds get amber. Leaded skies will pour heavy rains. Ouch! Farewell! Approaching graves! DECEMBER draws in the foot-step; Father winter icy instead. Snow everywhere - covers it all, Grand Festival! Greatest of all! The Feast of Love from Heaven's Gate. Little Jesus! We celebrate! Heaven opens for devoted, Who worship, serve and with no end!
