Scarlet Robe Creations

Jesus Appears to His Disciples - William Hole She touched the hem of his garment. He believed his daughter would be cured. - She knew the master gave table scraps to the dogs. He wanted to see. - She entered a gathering without belonging, to cry on his feet. He returned in thanksgiving, one of ten, healed of his soars. - She wiped his face. He helped with a beam of wood. - She stood beside the grieving mother. He took Mary into his home. copyright 2025 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author

Reflections kindled by a flame, soft. A time recent or a time distant. A memory of joy and sorrow, for we have aged this night. Was I a child once, as you? Was I ever ancient until today? Role models in my life have returned home, eager for their maker's embrace. I long for their tenderness and wisdom. Reflections, fleeting from my thought, a song, a taste a verse read and treasured. copyright 2018 - Donald P James Jr https://www.amazon.com/stores/Donald-P.-James-Jr./author