Sunday, April 20, 2003

He is Risen

He is Risen indeed. Rejoice!

Saturday, April 19, 2003

Silent Saturday

We blow by this day way too quickly. This is the day of sorrow. Friday was the day of shock and disbelief, but what of Saturday? Were the men already back at their work? Already fishing again? This is the day of grieving, the day of wailing, the day of mourning. We know what the women were doing -- they were preparing to visit the body and prepare it for its final burial. They were doing their faithful duty as proper mourners. But the men? I wonder. This is the day that gets ignored. This is the day that fascinates me. This is the day that causes me to tremble.

Friday, April 18, 2003

Good Friday

The day of darkness, of death, of despair. But looking back on it with the knowldege of what came next, we can see the hope in it, the worth in it, the power in it.