On The Edge

It's Saturday afternoon.  The sun is shining.  Good Friday seems far behind us.  Yet Easter is not yet here.  We wait.  We hold our breath.  We anticipate.

Soon.  So soon. Yet not yet.

We wait.  We hold vigil.

He is coming.  Soon.

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