cross, crucifixion, Good Friday
Apr 2, 2021

The famous poet, Robert Frost, once wrote, “A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness.” On this solemn Good Friday, we gravitate to the words of poets and songwriters to express our journey. May you be touched by these words and feel the Spirit around you as we await the resurrection. At the Cross I wait, And time ticks past. I gaze, Made silent by the sight. I watch, As soldiers meticulously move Executing ... Continue reading...