We are sending out this week’s Crusader Times a day early so that, beginning Holy Thursday, we can leave academics behind for a time and enter deeply into the high feast of the Christian year.
This season of restricted movements and limited action puts me in mind of a sentence I first read nearly twenty years ago. It comes from a little book entitled The Sacred Journey, Frederick Buechner’s 1982 memoir of his childhood and youth during the Great Depression and World War II.