Good Friday 2019: Spillage
The pain he bore upon the cross was heavy, breaking him and not the scale on which he hung. Its heft was lightened only by the blood that leaked and dropped onto his earth. The soil beneath receiving liquid seed was not newly stained but saturated time and time before by rebels’ hearts spilled out. Their desperation dried and dead now mingled with his love … Continue reading Good Friday 2019: Spillage
