The last stretch of our journey through the wilderness is upon us, as we enter these most Holy days.
Day drew nigh and eve crept in.
Shadows danced across the lawn –
Willowy shapes pliéd all night,
Until the breaking dawn.
The early light was revealing,
Of the heartache all around –
Everyone bent and crying,
Of the blood spilled on the ground.
Our Lord was nailed upon the cross,
A searing tug pulled on my soul –
Then these words reached my ears,
‘Forgive them, they know not what they do.’
St. Thomas UCC Bethlehem Palm Sunday worship 32821:
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In plain sight 