Alas, the opening of 'The Passion of the Christ' is upon us. This might be the biggest cultural event of my generation. Its possible impact is enormous. I have no idea what the evangelical impact will be. Make no mistake, there will be an effect. Even so, the death of Christ is precious for us who believe. Why? Because His blood saved us from eternal wrath. Others will say, "That poor man suffered so much! How sad!" But Christians will always sing, saying, "Amazing love! How can it be that thou, my God, shouldst die for me?"
Today, you’re 35. Or at least you would be, in this place. You probably know this, but we’re OK. Not great, but OK. We know you wouldn’t want us moping around and weeping all the time. We try not to. Actually, I guess part of the problem is that you didn’t know how much we loved you. And that you didn’t know how to love yourself. I hope you have gotten to Love by now. Not a place, but fills everything in every way. I’m not Him, but he probably said, “Dear daughter/sister, you have been terribly hard on yourself. Rest now, and be at peace.” Anyway, teaching is going well, and I tell the kids all about you. They all say you are pretty. I usually can keep the boys from saying something gross for a few seconds. Mom and I are going to the game tonight. And like 6 more times, before I go back to South Carolina. I have seen Nicky twice, but I myself haven’t seen your younger kids. Bob took pictures of the day we said goodbye, and we did a family picture at the Abbey. I literally almost a...
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