Grief

Tiko Giorgadz, unsplash She sat in the corner eyes dry, there are no more tears her heart ached for her baby boy the world so bright now dark “my baby, my son” “A sword will pierce your soul,” he said he came to die they said but, . . . . I carried him under … Continue reading Grief

Good Friday

You call this Friday good but today the Good died all love hung on a cross the sky cried the earth broke it’s heart the darkness of the soul covered the earth We hide behind locked doors grief grips our hearts fear takes our minds we wait for the knock we wait to be dragged … Continue reading Good Friday

Who’s Cross

Mark 8:34 And he called to him the multitude with his disciples, and said to them, "If any man would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me. I love the Gospel of Mark, it encourages me to ask questions and this verse in his gospel is one … Continue reading Who’s Cross