We Remember

As we see Gatsby walk through the yellowing trees,

We remember Jesus;

And His Agony in the Garden.

As we see Gatsby struggle with the mattress,

We remember Jesus;

And His struggling with that large cross.

As we see the chauffeur offer to help Gatsby,

We remember Simon;

And his compassion to carry the cross.

As we see Gatsby in his bathing suit,

We remember Jesus;

And the stripping of His purple robes.

As we see Gatsby looking towards the sky,

We remember Jesus;

And Him looking skyward in despair.

As we hear the shots fired,

We remember Jesus;

And the eruption as He breathed last.

When we see no one has called Gatsby,

We remember Jesus;

And His feelings of abandonment.

When we see Nick running up the steps,

We remember Peter;

And him running towards the empty tomb.

When we see Gatsby’s poorly attended funeral,

We remember Joseph of Arimathea;

And his tender care with Christ’s body.

We remember.

We remember.

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Katie George