PALM SUNDAY
HOLY MONDAY
Revival
“Now in Jerusalem by the Sheep Gate, there is a pool . . .” (John 5:2).Light tickles the tops of water molecules whose number and strength defy the human mind, a liquid quilt stitched by Mother God. Yet the pool lies still, a peace-filled elixir for broken bodies and spirits camping at its edges, waiting not in awe at water’s cohesion but in hope only r…
HOLY TUESDAY
Easter Triptych
Easter Triptych The sunsets over door-posts fade to gloom as praise and wailing mingle in one song. Now free to follow God through fire and cloud, we gaze beyond the serpent-sceptered priest, who broke and crushed himself in that dark room and garden, who with bruised heel tread upon the crown; who shouldered exile for the crowd condemning him …
HOLY WEDNESDAY
Manna's Child
The prayerful one promised bread like seeds feathering on dusts of wild Sin, where wisps of lowly morning water held God’s glory in their mist. Here, child, mother said, go find pearls of honey before they melt beneath the candle sun —bright till late when even comes, hot while whirls of coveys run. Have you forgotten? God can grow flocks of quail from …
MAUNDY THURSDAY
GOOD FRIDAY
Gethsemane
I want to tell the story. But— there is no approaching this, strange crux of everything. Come at it sideways. Come at it from the edge. Picture, then, a hardscrabble patch of land. Rocks. An olive tree. Sparse, straggling desert grass. The rocks have been waiting. The wind has been waiting. The living souls nearby sleep through the whole thing. (Th…
