An Invocation of Grace

The fog settles in,

resting on top of the soft ground,

giving the new baby grasslings

a gentle kiss good morning.

The hazy appearance of heaven

dropping down for a visit,

declares that Jesus is alive today,

yearning for us.

A chill in the air reminds us

of the winter we have endured,

 in hopes of a fresh new spring being

released into attendance.

The stone has rolled away

and we celebrate today

with the hope that has been

nailed down for us in eternity.

{He has RISEN}

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