The Harvest Moon RisesIn Adam's shadow we all fall down1 Corinthians 15:20-28

Seeds in the GroundWe're planted deep in common clay1 Corinthians 15:42-49

Flesh Cannot Cross the ThresholdThese hands of clay, this beating heart1 Corinthians 15:50-58

The Mourners Started DancingWe gathered here in black today1 Corinthians 15:54-57