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Adolfo Pérez Esquivel, Stations of the Cross, 1992, Station Fourteen: Walking in the Shadow of Death
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Kotor, Montenegro (Jun 21)
Kotor, Montenegro (Jun 21)
Kotor, Montenegro (Jun 21)Don Michael Hudson, PhD Kotor, Montenegro (Jun 21) Q2 Mono I’ve been meditating on Bob Dylan’s “Murder Most Foul.” How does one put words to unspeakable things? I don’t know; wish I did. “Take me back to Tulsa to the scene of the crime Play another one and, “Another One Bites the Dust” Play, “The Old Rugged Cross” and, “In God We Trust” Ride the pink…
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Stations of the Cross-- The Weight of Dust:Station 14
As I write this, it is Holy Saturday. The tomb is not yet empty. Easter is tomorrow. Tomorrow is the day of celebration of Jesus' victory over death. Today there is quiet, waiting, and contemplating the mystery of the cross.
Station 14: Jesus Is Laid in the Tomb
What if Jesus couldn’t rise
held in that tomb because he
wanted to change the world the way
he thought it should have worked.
Suppose he’d said to Papa-God,
"I’ll do it this way or not at all"
and made himself a tomb-space
where he could live forever dead.
What if he had rolled himself into
despair inside that sepulcher...
curled around his anger cold or hot,
about a world so unredeemable
it chose to kill him.
Jesus, your courage!
Even in the cold and darkness of a tomb
you still could give your "yes" to God
your "yes" to life
your "yes" to resurrection.
May I who choose
to follow you
do no less.
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