Susan LaffertyThe cross.
Reserved for the god-forsaken.
Destination of lawless ones. Convicted of stirring up insurrection. And strategizing destruction.
Those rehearsing murder or thievery as a way of life deserve this end.
So they say.
Some days, when it can’t get any worse, it does. Leading to a complicated grief.
This tangled story of deception is not ours alone.
No. All along the darkening path, we meet others who know. And understand.
The crowds follow the fragrance. Looking for bread. Multiplying in His hands.
Fresh bread from the Master draws them. Like hot loaves from the oven.
But then. He speaks. Hard words. Strange to their ears. Threatening their loyalties.
