I remember the day…sitting alone in the dark silence of the chapel of Saint Martin’s Episcopal Church in Providence RI, when in utter desperation I layed face down on the cold floor and tears streaming from my eyes asked God to hold and protect my dieing wife.
I used this in my Good Friday homily this morning. ht. Jacob Smith+
Wow.
I remember the day…sitting alone in the dark silence of the chapel of Saint Martin’s Episcopal Church in Providence RI, when in utter desperation I layed face down on the cold floor and tears streaming from my eyes asked God to hold and protect my dieing wife.