This is the hardest liturgy of the church year for me.
Every year I grow anxious as the Good Friday liturgy approaches.
And I think it’s because, if I’m being honest, I don’t want to listen to this part of the story.
Actually, I don’t want to help tell this part of the story, either.
My Sermons (and other thoughts)
a sampling of sermons preached in the Episcopal Diocese of Arizona and a sprinkling of other writings