Saturday night.
So how do you put into words the unexplainable? How do you deal with the reality of images? Those are my questions tonight. I have witnessed the most beautiful and unforgetable display of passion - just as I am engraven on His palms, this image, too, is engraven on my heart... embedded in my mind. What do I do with these images of suffering, love, and redemption? How easily I forget - please say I will not forget. Please say that as the days go by I do not forget that which I have seen. For it is through facing this reality that my faith is defined, once again - more clearly defined than the last.
I am overcome with emotions that I am not sure how to take stock of yet. I think this is called shock - for once in my life I am speechless, thoughtless... I pray that I never again build immunity to the suffering of The Christ. The ransom that was paid for on that cross is more than I could bear and for that I am forever thankful.
To those who might read this - you know who you are - I have this to say to you: Immaculate conception of a virgin, or the crucifiction of a guiltless man for the redemption of mockers? You joke that the first would convert you, but from what I have seen tonight, I argue that the reality of the second can do more than convert.
I know now, more than ever, that I can not deny the Savior that paid the price for my sins. I am exhausted. I must sleep. I love all of you and wish that I could have found it in myself to been there with you tonight - please understand my abscense. Good night my loves...
I am overcome with emotions that I am not sure how to take stock of yet. I think this is called shock - for once in my life I am speechless, thoughtless... I pray that I never again build immunity to the suffering of The Christ. The ransom that was paid for on that cross is more than I could bear and for that I am forever thankful.
To those who might read this - you know who you are - I have this to say to you: Immaculate conception of a virgin, or the crucifiction of a guiltless man for the redemption of mockers? You joke that the first would convert you, but from what I have seen tonight, I argue that the reality of the second can do more than convert.
I know now, more than ever, that I can not deny the Savior that paid the price for my sins. I am exhausted. I must sleep. I love all of you and wish that I could have found it in myself to been there with you tonight - please understand my abscense. Good night my loves...