The Bright Morn

Hope rises with the dawn at least that’s what we say now. But I wonder who we’d be if we were there that bright morn? Would we have run to the tomb in anticipation? Would we have hidden in a dark room from the authorities? Would we have fallen headlong from a tree into a… Continue reading The Bright Morn

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The Dark Night

“Crucify Him!” they cursed with frenzied hatred birthed from yesterday’s joy. “Hosanna!” they sang “The King has come!” Centuries enslaved; a moment’s release. How can lips form such opposites as hate and loyalty? A Judas kiss. Was it their contradictions that prompted Jesus to forgive their ignorance? Did they remember – at the cross -… Continue reading The Dark Night

Psalm 141

Psalm 141. The Holy Bible, English Standard Version® (ESV®), copyright © 2001 by Crossway, a publishing ministry of Good News Publishers.