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Monthly Archives: April 2026
My brother, Jesus
Everything to do with my brother shocked me to the core. This most of all. Indeed, it is almost unbelievable. Of course, we knew some of the stories and scandals that surrounded his birth, but our parents kept lots of … Continue reading
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Passion Narrative: Cyrene!
I had longed for some time to take Alex and Rufus, my boys, to Jerusalem for the Passover. The holy city was something that Sophia and I told them about since they were small. In our homeland, we were in … Continue reading
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Holy Saturday: Peter
Peter closed his eyes. But each time he did so he was back there, warming himself by the fire. ‘Surely you were with him’ they had said. He knew his pronounced northern accent gave him away. ‘I have no idea … Continue reading
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