Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Father, into your hands I commend my spirit”; and when he had said this he breathed his last.
“The path to the mountain cuts through the valley of death first.”
Jesus take the wh… whip? I don’t know if those doves cried, but the money changers probably did.
Let everything that breathes praise the LORD!
“… If God had a face what would it look like?
And would you want to see”
While there is still time.
I can do… this all day.
Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord
That David played, and it pleased the Lord
But you dont really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth
The minor falls, the major lifts
The baffled king composing Hallelujah
“You’re off to great places! Today is your day! Your mountain is waiting, So get on your way!”
— Dr. Seuss
“It was surreal, writing an obituary, for my mom, who died of cancer, in a room full of patients, fighting cancer.”