Good Friday – Sarah Dixon Young

The Lamb

We took a field trip to Myrvik Farms in Edmore, ND last week. Their Katahdin Hair sheep were lambing. My children held the lambs and learned about their care and routines. The gentle faces, soft hair, and wobbly legs brought the startling horror of sacrifice into stark contrast. Why did it have to be theContinue reading “The Lamb”

Parable of Grace

Soiling Your hands with my formation muddy rivulets stained Your arms of creation, and lifeless mud I would’ve remained but You breathed new life and called my name. * You knew the cost when this mud would say, “I’ll be the master, though I am but clay.” You knew even then how Your words wouldContinue reading “Parable of Grace”