Crimson Red, the color of the blood flowing from my Savior's side. His mother, in her broken heart, could feel her son had died. As she wept, asking God why did this happen today? God whispered to Mary, He has not gone away. She did not understand when the Angel first brought the news. She only knew putting her Faith in God, she would choose. Her son would not only return again He could live in the soul of all men. Mary in faith, taking God at His Word, Truly believing in her heart, all she had heard. The piece that passeth all understanding calmed her fears. The news of His resurrection wiped away her anguished tears. God's plan unfolding, revealing the justification for her Sons birth Mary bowed her head, thanking God for His Great Worth. January 5, 2023 Mark Waldrop
Crimson Red
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