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Easter Quenstionkus

A man on a cross Battered and bruised by love’s weight Are the nails needed? He claimed to forgive Red blood could wash white like snow Do you believe him? His heart was broken The crushing weight of your shame Can’t you just love him? He rose from the dead Promised to come back some day Will you wait for Him? To a world made new He’ll welcome with open arms Will we meet up there? Eileen Manassian Ghali

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The Situation

Date: 3/30/2013 3:27:00 PM

you bettcha!

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/31/2013 1:31:00 PM

Well, hallelujah! :)

Richard Lamoureux

Date: 3/30/2013 2:22:00 PM

Great message! thanks for all the comments today. I am at work so this is a quick hello. Have a wonderful Easter. We are heading to Sparkling hill tomorrow. Look it up on line, amazing resort here in the interior of BC.

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/31/2013 1:30:00 PM

I'm very curious...and will definitely look it up! have a good time! :) Thanks for the post.

Anne-Lise Andresen

Date: 3/30/2013 11:18:00 AM

Gorgeous! - Yes, fits fine now at Easter, Eileen. - Happy Easter! - oxox // Anne-Lise :)

Eileen Manassian
Date: 3/31/2013 1:30:00 PM

Thanks, Anne Lise! :) You are always so good to me. Hope you had a great Easter. I must say...it was one of the best for me! hugs!