Holy Week is here, and I am remembering. Through the challenging years that I was very sick, the Triduum frequently took on special meaning. My heart was fragile and understood the drama and trauma of Jesus’s Passion. The year that included two surgeries I gave up on Lent halfway through, so exhausted by the sacrifice ofContinue reading >>
Reading the Passion in the Hospital Chapel
I was a little disappointed when I entered the hospital chapel. The outer wall, the façade you see from the second floor that suggests that you’re entering a chapel, is thick, abstract, brightly colored stained glass, reminiscent of the windows at the parish in which I was raised. But when I opened the door toContinue reading >>