Roy Tubbs

“When I think of you and pray for you, I keep seeing this image. It’s of the disciples, and Jesus’s mother, Mary, weeping at the foot of the cross. They are huddled together, trying to comfort each other. Trying to make sense of all that has happened. But it just doesn’t make sense. “The sky is black. All hope looks lost. Their dreams have died. It seems that nothing good will ever come from this. “To them, this day, Good Friday, is the darkest day they’ve ever known. “But the one thing that they do not know is . . . Easter is coming.”