
If we humans die, will we live again? That’s my question. All through these difficult days I keep hoping, waiting for the final change—for resurrection! Homesick with longing for the creature you made, you’ll call—and I’ll answer! You’ll watch over every step I take, but you won’t keep track of my missteps. My sins will be stuffed in a sack and thrown into the sea—sunk in deep ocean. (Job 14:1-17 MSG)
Resurrection
It’s coming….
A whisper in a stifling tunnel
A slow rumbling, a murmur, a breeze
Whistling…Hot
Shifting and sifting…in and through
It’s the noise of untold truths Continue reading “Give Me Grace : Resurrection”


