I heard the sermon preached
There was terror in the words he had to say.
I heard an angel sing
It was destructive in an unfamiliar way.
I heard the trumpets blare
The walls of the city were torn away.
I watched the poor eat leavened bread
And give thanks for a place to stay.
I saw a child smile
It was heaven in a most familiar way.
I heard the street musician strum
A few coins given to let the spirit play.















Comments
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Hannah: *confused* But, Jesus doesn't have a penis!
Donnie: I would fight a rabid hyena for your vagina!
Sarai (me): There comes a moment when you know you are going to fall, but at the same moment you know you have to fall to survive it.
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This comment is fleeting
It may stay, but soon forgotten
And yet, it is human contact
And for a moment, our lives
Have run into each other
What is your story
Are you happy
And why
I wonder who you are
Thank you for your comments.
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Faith is an unseen bridge spanning a chasm of infinite dimensions.
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This comment is fleeting
It may stay, but soon forgotten
And yet, it is human contact
And for a moment, our lives
Have run into each other
What is your story
Are you happy
And why
I wonder who you are
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