The Day an Innocent Man Died

The Man’s mother pushed her way through the crowd to be near Him.  He passed before her, beatened, bloodied and battered beyond recognition.  He stumbled as He carried a cross on which He would be hung.  He could not comfort her.  She could not stop the madness.

The Gate

He did not even raise his hand to the door knocker as the heaviness of guilt and same of his many unconfessed sins brougnt him to despair. As the old man turned to walk away, he noticed that this gate, like all the other gates had never been opened.