Jesus, Who Lives in Mud

April 21, 2014

A few days before Easter: I stride in boots down the gravel road that runs past our house, look back at heel prints left in soft dirt. Water and half-melted snow pool in ditches. I scoop up a handful of soggy gravel and smell it, but the peculiar scent of earthy spring is not in the gravel. In the fields, I think. Soon. I twist …

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