before I say anything, one thing you must know: Sleeping At Last is a gorgeous one-man band. Love the sound of all their songs.

Pre-Easter is a time of darkness, marking the secrets hidden in the human soul. In my life and the pharisees'. Every year it becomes so overpowering that it seems like the dark can devour the world. My words say I believe in hope, but my strength gave in.

Then Easter comes. They say "it's always the darkest before dawn", how true is that. To say "hold on"
is nothing compare to what admitting my smallness can do. And the mystical power of prayer, not something I can understand but it works! Sometimes reasoning is not necessary. Once again I'm humbled by Jesus love. Easter is a great display for his love. No doubt about his power to rise from the dead, but good does omni-power do without his love.

This sunday, is another day made new because of this love. With this love comes grace, and everything else.