Lent: Man of Sorrows 5

I cannot stop the tide of life:                                        it moves at speeds I cannot calculate;                                             it twists and turns and undulates. It thwarts my best paid plans, my stern-set goals.          Nothing in this life bends to my will; my trunk is buffeted too bluntly by these waves; my fists smart from clenching atContinue reading “Lent: Man of Sorrows 5”