Our Blog

“Jesus came to the south to die” by Allison Long

Jesus came to the south to die

Rolling tide, rolling fog
Mist, dazed in the haze

The south can be such a twisted place, twisted trees and twisted faces

Alien in a strange land.
Cruelty disguised as kind hand.

Troubled feeling from the start.
Oh sweet child, bless your heart.

Lizards, snakes, alligators
Love yourself as you love your neighbors.

Grace and mercy they all cry.
Jesus came to the south to die.