“Good Friday goodness.” The phrase seems a crass contradiction. How can goodness and a horrible death share the same space? What’s good about Good Friday?
Bolted into a socket in front of the platform of the Presbyterian Church of Old Greenwich, Connecticut stands a 5-foot bulky wooden cross. It’s intrusive. The preacher has to walk around it before the congregation can see him. The message is clear: this church wants the cross to intrude into our lives.Read more