Flee from me Devil. You can’t take away my joy.

For Three Days, Mary Wept. For Three Days, The Disciples quivered and Hid in Fear.

She tried to hold back the tears, As they took his body down

For the last couple of years. He told us that He had come. Come to save the World. Not sure what we thought.

The Sounds of the City resonated. The smells of the vendors reminded me of days gone-by.

I am down on my luck. And nothing goes right for me. I will Trust you Lord.

Why do we insist on bashing our brother? Isn’t he who we love? Speak Life. Speak Life.

I can well remember the first time that I encountered the Holy Spirit on a corporate level.

The Darkness consumes. The Night is filled with fraught.

Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see.

How many times a day do we stop and think of His majesty? Probably not a lot.

If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me…

Does your Love of Christ come from something that you read or heard about?

Live to Love. And Love to Live. Let Mercy and Grace be your North Star!