This ain’t our first rodeo. The ride will end. We will overcome and there will be celebration. Count on it.
And here’s the disturbing part, my confession if you will: I have been waiting for the other shoe to drop, as the colloquialism says.
Loss. Disillusion. Dissolution. The writers of the Gospels don’t spend ink telling us how they felt on Saturday. It was the Sabbath and nothing could be done,… Read more “Passion Week, Saturday: Waiting in the Dark”