Easter broken: an addendum
Josh Coblentz writes: “Easter has not yet rooted out the reality of death and isolation which continue to wreak havoc in the world…”
resurrection
Dawning of the age
Early in the morning Afraid of what they’d find, a Sisterhood of grief and trepidation Turned the final corner of the age to find an Empty bed, drooping linens, risen Lord on Resurrection morning. Eagerly we work and wait the advent As His kingdom comes, His will is done, we Scan the earth and …
The best part about Grandpa
Hard workin hands. Logger man hands. I remember how they felt around mine when I was seven, tagging along on his errands. I remember how they looked holding the whoopie pies I baked him, their smooth circles dwarfed by his huge fingers. All of his sons were big sturdy men with hands to match, but …