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StoryTHE IDES OF MARCH Linda Wigzell Cress810 years 1 month ago
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Alive now!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Jesus died upon a cross so he could be friends with us, and forgive unrighteousness, help us live like him...
Gold cherry

Trumpeting

Bare bones stand lifeless, gaunt and sere – the wood is dark and drear. … a yellow blast is trumpeting from sparkling gold that spring is back –

‘Good’ Friday?

Ugly, unjust excruciating execution – ‘Good’ Friday? Bad Friday? Sad Friday? Day of gloom? … and so, it is Good Friday for it begat the Resurrection Sunday!

Palm Sunday (3)

The Ruler entered humble on a donkey – an untrained donkey that he could calm. The crowd praised now but soon abused, rejected this mighty, righteous...

Spirit's thirst

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] I’m thirsting for the love you bring, as in a lonely land … they turn a blind eye to your face and do not grasp your grace.

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