Thoughtful on this Maundy Thursday eve.
Eli, Eli, lamma sabacthani? My God, My God, why have you forsaken me? Matt 27:46
What a week it’s been.
I’m writing this on Tuesday night with a heavy heart after the terrorist attacks in Brussels today.
There’s a somber tone to the world. One of despair. One of hurt. One of fear.
And I can’t seem to shake the fact that this tragedy occurred right as we’re about to enter the Easter Triduum — Holy Thursday, Good Friday, and Easter Sunday. — The pinnacle of our faith. Paradoxcallythe most sorrowful, and yet most joyful occasions.
But today, there is a palpable sadness, blanketed over the global community. Which reminded me of the darkness that covered the earth at noon on Good Friday, as Jesus was hanging on the cross, right before He died.
Good Friday. The day when He hung on the tree.
While He was upon the…
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