The Sin & Silence of Good Friday
Years ago, I had a vision. No, it wasn’t a vision like St. Teresa’s ecstasy or St. Joan of Arc’s calling. I don’t presume to be a saint. But it was an unmistakably compelling image of Christ on Good Friday. And I just couldn’t shake it. It begins in the cool, sharp silence of space … Continue reading The Sin & Silence of Good Friday
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