Wednesday, April 20, 2011


Holy Week feels long, maybe the longest week in the year.
When I think of my own sense of foreboding, the helpless waiting... I can't help but wonder how much more painful it would have been for Jesus those last days before his time finally came.

What, it's only Wednesday? Tomorrow the downhill slide begins... with a feast. We've been in silence, keeping a vegetarian diet this week, but tomorrow evening we'll have meat again, and talk at supper... in honor of the last supper Jesus ate. Then we will all attend the Maundy Thursday ritual at one of the nearby parish churches.
And Friday we will fast. Feasting and fasting... living and dying... joy and sorrow. It's almost too much to bear.

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