Yesterday, suffering
Wailing, nails, tears, spears piercing
Tomorrow, Son rise
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“But the angel answered and said to the women, “Do not be afraid, for I know that you seek Jesus who was crucified. He is not here; for He is risen, as He said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.”
Matthew 28:5-6 NKJV
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Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough. ❤️
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This is so powerful. I especially loved the “Son rise.” Where would we be without Him?
Beautiful!