Someone remembered

I skipped church on Easter … at least the regular sort, which is not to say I didn’t experience some sense of church and community. While driving home from a visit with my parents, I stopped along a stretch of the Carolina Sandhills Wildlife Preserve in a...

Did he sleep?

I wondered, as I awoke several times between Maundy Thursday night and Good Friday morning, what the chances are that Jesus got any sleep between his arrest and his crucifixion. I’m inclined to doubt it.  Gethsemane, in daylightWe have nothing to go on but...

The spring barrens

It wasn’t that large, maybe three times the size of Winnie the Pooh’s “three acre wood,” but it was big enough to be magical to a boy who loved feeling close to the earth.  We called them “the Spring Woods” because there was a...

The morning after

Every year I wake up on Easter Monday morning and wonder how the people closest to Jesus felt on the morning after the most shocking event of their lives. Did they finally get a good night’s sleep after such a restless weekend, or had they stayed up all night...

Digital Moses

So, it’s Good Friday and I officially have the day off but a blog is due: how does one cope? Easy: by cheating, and just passing on a link to a ridiculously funny video from aish.com that I don’t think has gone viral yet. By this point in Holy Week,...

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