Good Friday has been good. Anthony (7 yrs.) loves the stations of the cross, at least the one at Assumption Catholic Church. Glenda Gay says they have a million dollars worth of stained glass at this little church on 38th Avenue in East Denver. The stations are large paintings between the windows, 4' x 6'. At Epiphany we have small ceramic wall hangings in bas relief. Anthony doesn't get into them. But at Assumption, the power of the panels backs him up. He has many questions and follows the story around the room. We also lit a candle.

We also went to Trinity UMC downtown to hear the last few homilies of the Seven Last Words. All were women preachers. Each sermon was dramatic and well delivered. I did wonder at the omission of any notion of atonement, especially in the "It is finished" piece. The music was amateurishly sung. Paid soloists must not do Good Friday.

In my own spiritual response, I feel free to immerse myself in the services available. My wife is attending with me, a real treat.

I am amazed at the depth of penetration of the images from Gibson's The Passion of the Christ. Mental images come to me constantly during allusion to scripture. His film is a valuable work of art for Christians and for fallen-away Christians who are remembering the meaning of Easter.

Tonight Glenda Gay and I will attend a quiet service at Epiphany. This morning at 6 AM we attended the last hour of an all night vigil there, too.