Thursday, Passover Begins
“Friend.”
He held me at arm’s length and questioned me with a look.
I answered him with a grin. He sighed, and dropped his arms.
“Do what you came to do.”
… Read More Thursday, Passover Begins
“Friend.”
He held me at arm’s length and questioned me with a look.
I answered him with a grin. He sighed, and dropped his arms.
“Do what you came to do.”
… Read More Thursday, Passover Begins
Mary broke into new sobs and threw herself across the rabbi’s feet. I wanted to slap her. She was encouraging him in this foolishness. I stepped back from the table, stung by the Rabbi’s rebuke and confused in my thoughts.… Read More Wednesday
“Rabbi, ” Eli started with a mocking tone. “We know that you tell the truth and teach God’s way. So give me your opinion. Should we pay Roman taxes or not?”… Read More Tuesday Before Passover
My rabbi, with sleeves pushed up to his elbows, wiped his brow and drank deeply from a water skin brought to him. He stood on the raised platform leading to the Court of Women and faced the crowd of pilgrims and Gentiles pressing him for understanding. What did his cleansing mean?… Read More Monday Before Passover
The week before Easter from Judas’s memory. A fictional look at the betrayal of Jesus.… Read More Sunday Before Passover