Collaboration–Good Friday Reflections

It is 1:41PM on Good Friday. I am at the midpoint of the traditional three-hour observance of Jesus’s hours on the cross. As I relish the alone time and silence at my house, the word collaborator continues to haunt me as it has all during the previous 44 days of...

Maundy Thursday/Last Supper/Passover Poem

Passover Poem Pass through the Exit gates of Eden Pass over the plagues of death Pass under the Red Sea waves Pass by in a pillar of cloud Pass up the offerings of Baal Pass down the Covenant of God Pass into the Promised Land Pass out the loaves and fishes Pass...