Monday, April 29, 2019
Friday, April 19, 2019
Take and eat, this is my body, broken on crosses too lonely to mention.
Take and drink, this is my blood, spilled on your alleys and lost in your hallways.
I couldn't be here.
I live all alone.
I walk on your streets and sleep homeless by your highways.
I sit in your jails.
I live in your sick beds and wait for your footsteps.
Lyrics by Joseph Wise
Brought to you Easter 2019 by the Servants of the Father of Mercy, "Bringing Our Homeless Home."
Wednesday, April 17, 2019
“So Jesus took two of his disciples and told them, ‘Go into the city, and a man carrying a jug of water will meet you. Follow him and say, the Master’s time is near. He will keep the Passover with the disciples at your house.’” Matthew 26:18/Mark 14:13
Easter Blessings from the Servants of the Father of Mercy, "Bringing Our Homeless Home!"