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In My Place

There was a tot, Who eyed a toy, When no one looked, He acted coy, Then reaching out, The thieving boy ...

The Life of Life in the Life of Christ

Death is an awful word. Rude and impolite. An intrusion. It never thinks to ask our permission – nor even our opinion. It is appalling and repulsive, fearful and final. It sucks the oxygen out of every joy. It snuffs out every candle and "raisins" every grape.

Paul, the Prosecuting Attorney

Before Good Friday can be good, something must be very bad. Are we really in severe danger? If taken to court, would there be sufficient evidence to render a guilty verdict against us? And, would the charges be petty theft or capital murder?