Words of Light: Grace & Truth for Your Journey Home
I thought I knew the story of Thursday, but then the Spirit spoke, “With whom did Jesus choose to spend His last day?”
Back when I was small
And the black suits were tall,
There were services that went on too long,
First one man would preach
And another would teach
Then the people sang melancholy songs,
While black suits would bear
With quiet, solemn care
Bread and juice up aisle and down.
In which brainwashing is revealed, a control freak acknowledges that her best friend is too sick for her to heal, the Spirit drowns out the preacher, and eyes leak salt water.
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