Palm Sunday Poem

Look your king is coming to you. Wait and see what He will do. Mounted on a donkey, His eyes glisten gently. Save us son of David. The whole city is shaken. He came in the Lord’s name. Save us we pray. Jesus the Nazarene, Take what is burdening. Do you hear what they areContinue reading “Palm Sunday Poem”

Oh, Holy Tired

Gwen screamed “I want the blue one now!” and I was sure the whole neighborhood could hear. what are you supposed to do when your toddler doesn’t get her way, I never could figure that one out. Her face was red and her hands were clenched. I was afraid this fiasco would never end. AllContinue reading “Oh, Holy Tired”