By Sharon Curtis At the first light of dawn Sweet Mary and I go Together we will face the tomb How ~ I do not know. On arriving at the tomb The soldiers are still there We ask if they…
Blood Stains (Part 3)
Category: Stewardship
Blood Stains (Part 2)
By Sharon Curtis At dawn, I open up my eyes And see it lying there It all comes flooding back to me With my blood stained robe right there. How can the sun rise today? How can it lift its…
Blood Stains (Part 1)
By Sharon Curtis From the splintered cross they took Him Removed the thorns and nails They laid His body on the ground As the world around me pales. As I looked upon His battered form I took Him in my…
The Iniquity Of Us All
Who has believed our report? And to whom has the arm of the Lord been revealed? For He grew up before Him like a tender shoot, And like a root out of dry ground; He has no stately form or majesty That we would look at…
Feeling Easter
It has now been a a little over a year since I put myself in lockdown. I have found that the “Groundhog Day” effect of repeating the same actions day after day without any distractions like friends or family or…