Memoirs

In this day and age, we are constantly bombarded with intense images.  The video games played by the younger generation have intense graphics and audio effects.  TV movies are more extreme, and often more explicit, than ones we used to view at theaters.  When it comes to discussing our faith or beliefs, we pull back.  We tend to downplay our perspective for fear of offending others.  What if we took the intensity of today’s society and applied it to what we commemorate on Easter?

I think of the battered body of Christ, shrunken and drained by the pain of His final hours.  His hair is matted with blood from the puncture wounds from the crown of thorns that was so roughly forced upon His head.  Every rib stands out in His gaunt frame, and gaping holes adorn his hands and feet.  The side wound, where the spear was thrust, is sharper and cleaner. (more…)