We are three quarters through this Lenten season. Soon, we will put away the purple paraments.
But for now, we still dwell in the land of ash.
Soon we will display different flowers, the lilies, the daffodils, the tulips.
For now, we sit with our bruised and broken petals.
We long to see new blooms poking through the mulch of our hearts.
For now, we sit in our prisons.
We have heard the good news. We wait for deliverance.
We wait.
but bestows favor on the humble
1 year ago
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