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Participating. A Good Friday Meditation

“It. Is. Finished.” The final set of lights in the sanctuary went black. The Book slammed shut. The congregation filed out of the sanctuary and left the church in complete silence. This is how my childhood church participated in Good Friday. I’m sure this is how they...

Yeshua, My Son

“Mary, Mary!” The muffled voices from outside came at her, first as a dream, then piercing through her chest. “Mary!” She sat up, gasping for air. She knew. Quickly she dressed and went to the door. It was so dark as she fumbled with its latch, working against the...