The Potter’s Field. Field of blood. A place of comfort for those in need; their bodies laid to rest. Souls rise to the heavens, anew.

God waits for them. The poor, the hungry, afflicted, forgotten, who lie there hear God’s voice.

They do not receive riches, shiny pieces of gold. The gift is salvation; a longing in life is completed. For they sit by Christ’s side. Feet  washed.

Sins never committed.

The End