A Quiet Walk

Shepherd me, O God, beyond my wants,

Thomas where were you when Jesus came? What was so important you couldn’t stay for a while longer? Did you have to do that all important laundry, or groceries, or maybe clean a closet? What could have drawn you away? I know how it is to have all those tasks to always have no time …

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She sits in the Garden tears mar her cheeks confused, frightened where did they take him where have they hidden him Mary . .  . . Her heart stops, she can’t breath it is his voice, it looks like him, yet he, he, he . .  . she steps closer a whisper, Rabbouni Bursting into …

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