A Mom Moment
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On Good Friday, my mother, busy in the house and garden, would cease her labors from noon to 3:00 p.m, and sit with an open Bible for a quiet time of reflection. She probably read these words from Luke 23:44-46
44 And it was about the sixth hour, and there was a darkness over all the earth until the ninth hour.
45 And the sun was darkened, and the veil of the temple was rent in the midst.
46 And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit: and having said thus, he gave up the ghost.
When I began blogging, I referred to her practice in a post titled Seven Easter Memories.
Some scales of joy
Happy Easter . . . Peaceful Passover!
Based on on the lunar calendar, the dates of Good Friday and the first day of Passover coincide this year, an astral metaphor inherent in the expression, “the Judeo-Christian tradition.”
Symbolism of the passion flower explained here.
Thoughts for the season welcome here . . .