In the dark and silent tomb there is suddenly a gentle breeze
Father and Spirit are there
He leans in close to whisper in a blood-stained ear,
“Son… Son… it’s me, Dad. It’s time to wake up.”
Posted by catholicmoxie on April 5, 2015 in Uncategorized
Tags: Holy Saturday
Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:
You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change )
You are commenting using your Google+ account. ( Log Out / Change )
Connecting to %s
Notify me of new comments via email.
Notify me of new posts via email.
Pray for us
St. Michael, defend us
Do stupid things faster with more energy
St. Francis de Sales
St. Therese, the Little Flower
Blog at WordPress.com.
Entries (RSS) and Comments (RSS)