Prominent member of the Sanhedrin.
Joseph of Arimathea.
Reminding us.
Among the “white-washed tombs” lived true believers. Walking in obedience.
Looking forward to the Kingdom of God.

Prominent member of the Sanhedrin.
Joseph of Arimathea.
Reminding us.
Among the “white-washed tombs” lived true believers. Walking in obedience.
Looking forward to the Kingdom of God.

We board a flight with passports in hand. Tickets to the far side of the sea.
No turning back now.
Seatbelts fasten. Engines roar. And this capsule we’re all sitting in hurtles forward then lifts.
Up. To and through the clouds.
Sun pours in.
I look down at the neat miniature houses, roads, fields, forests.
One last look.

Still.
I need space
around words
to help me think.
