It was quite simple.
They cried, “Blasphemy!”
They crucified Him.
They taunted:
“If you are the Son of God
come down!”
“I AM,” He replied.
And arose.
It was quite simple.
They cried, “Blasphemy!”
They crucified Him.
They taunted:
“If you are the Son of God
come down!”
“I AM,” He replied.
And arose.

What if … I sip peace like water throughout the day to stay ‘hydrated’? I weave transformation thread by thread? Your love penetrates me like

What is consciousness? Am I in it? Is it in me? Everything is vague, dim. My senses seem shrouded, distant, blocked. Something or Someone calls


I love the various colours of life. They bring such vibrancy and joy. I have found that God is the Source of all the colours that make life worth living.
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Beautiful.
Thanks. There is also a new story there “In Due Time”…
=)