I go into a different space during Holy Week. This year I also wait for news of a job that would fit into my life in a way which would still allow me to honor the people and commitments I have made. I sense this job is a part of the mosaic. Oddly, if it does not come through, I am warmed by the possibility of such a job. This week I have good company with Jesus.
Holy Week
Is the perfect time
To wait.
It couldn*t be
More perfect,
Ringed around
As it is
With Jesus:
The walk to certain death,
Then finally
Life again.
Always life again
No matter how deep
Death goes.
The perfect time
To wait.
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