Immediately. The word rises off the page. In the Gospel of Mark.
Chapter after chapter.
His straight-forward style communicating. Sudden change. Right away.
Immediately.
Immediately. The word rises off the page. In the Gospel of Mark.
Chapter after chapter.
His straight-forward style communicating. Sudden change. Right away.
Immediately.
In the bare bones
of a waking day,
I sit.
Still.
War and rumors of war advancing.
Overtaking.
Pigs rush en masse down the steep bank. To their demise. Leaving one madman behind.
Now clothed. Calm. Coherent. And in his right mind.
The news spreads. People come from town and countryside to see for themselves. Hear eyewitness accounts.
But their response is unexpected.
They don’t want Jesus to stay. In fact, they can’t get Him out of there fast enough.