And now, we are in the beautiful season of Easter. We always know how the story of Lent ends for Jesus and our salvation, of course, but we’re never sure how any particular Lent will end for us. Will we be able to say “mission accomplished” when it comes to our Ash
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Easter 2013: “We Are Witnesses to All That He Did”
The church was still half empty this morning when I knelt to pray. When I arose, I noted a priest sitting in front of me, clipboard in hand. He’d make a few notes, then look at the altar a few seconds, then go back to his notes. Now, this priest is a nice man, but a less than… Continue reading Easter 2013: “We Are Witnesses to All That He Did”
Lent 2013, Day 43: The Holy or the Broken Hallelujah
When I was a teenager, my hometown was gifted with a copy of Michelangelo’s David. After much controversy, it was erected (no pun intended) without a fig leaf over his private parts. “Look at his eyes,” my father liked to say when we’d go by the statue, which was
Lent 2013, Day 41: “Something” Always Works Out
A gaggle of college girls were ahead of me yesterday at Starbucks, apparently attached to the tour bus around the block. They were oblivious to the world, chattering among