Tag: cross
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Keep the cross.
Something about today, Good Friday, keeps me grateful. To see him on the cross. To see hands outstretched. Head bent to the side. To see thorns like a crown pierced to his head. To see the nails, hands and feet nailed to the cross. To see the blood, the body, all the pain I know…
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Writing with Juliet Iwelunmor 