Friday, April 19, 2019

109/365 Prairie Crocus

There is new life in the swale.
Blessings to all this Good Friday.

But he was pierced for our transgressions; 
he was crushed for our iniquities;
upon him was the chastisement that brought us peace, 
and with his wounds we are healed.
All we like sheep have gone astray;
we have turned—every one—to his own way;
and the LORD has laid on him the iniquity of us all.

Isaiah 53:5-6


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