And when he returned to Capernaum after some days, it was reported that he was at home. And many were gathered together, so that there was no more room, not even at the door. And he was preaching the word to them. And they came, bringing to him a paralytic carried by four men. And when they could not get near him because of the crowd, they removed the roof above him, and when they had made an opening, they let down the bed on which the paralytic lay. And when Jesus saw their faith, he said to the paralytic, “Son, your sins are forgiven.” -Mark2:1-5
There was just enough misty rain to coat the maple tree flowers. Doesn't it look like a pomegranate? It makes me hungry.
April is National Poetry Month in the US. I'll be writing and posting a haiga (haiku + photo) every day in April on my book blog a wrung sponge. Enjoy some extra poetry this month. (With your kids if you've got 'em!)
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