Snapshots: Rosie and the Dragonaires
I was sitting in the cafeteria minding my own business—which probably meant keeping my head down, eating my cheese sandwich, and planning my exit strategy. I had no idea what was about to happen.
It's Easter Sunday
As they approach the tomb, they see that the stone has been rolled away. Has someone else come to anoint the body?
It's Black Saturday
Dead…gone…hope is lost.
All we hoped for is no more.
What now? Numb silence.
— Steve Fairbanks
It's Good Friday
“Unless there is a Good Friday in your life, there can be no Easter Sunday.” —Ven. Fulton Sheen—
It's Maundy Thursday
As the disciples lounge, leaning toward the table with their feet behind them, away from the table, Jesus picks up a basin and towel. Perhaps we can imagine him walking behind each of his friends, picking up their dirty feet...
