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Who has believed our report … (Isaiah 53:1)

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] How unbelievably foretold 700 years before – born quietly to humble home to bear such suffering sore. And...

Spring Yellows

Even when the day is dark primroses clump on the bank, softly smile, and deep in the wood by the muddy stream marsh marigolds glow a deep butter...

No Mamihlapinatapai

… We cannot catch, and lock a look of empathy …

Alive now!

[Continuing the hymn-for-Sundays series] Jesus died upon a cross so he could be friends with us, and forgive unrighteousness, help us live like him...
Gold cherry

Trumpeting

Bare bones stand lifeless, gaunt and sere – the wood is dark and drear. … a yellow blast is trumpeting from sparkling gold that spring is back –

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