Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.

With sweaty palms we wave these branches, and quivering throats we cry Hosanna? save us, we beg you? for our flesh knows what our minds do not yet remember, how soon and badly we will need you, whom even now in our sweet, treacherous singing, we condemn.

Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve ______________________ Copyright © Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light