I had some business in the church late this morning. I was in a hurry, I had things to do and I needed to get back
to the tasks at hand.

I met a parishioner in the gathering area and found myself engaged in long conversation. When I finally got into the church the lights were all dimmed.
It was peaceful.
I bowed and sat for a moment.

The natural light coming through the skylight softly illuminated the crucifix above the altar and cast two shadows of the cross, one  to left and  one   to the right of the crucifix.  A subtle image of Calvary coinciding with yesterdays Gospel reading.  Luke 23:35-43

I think a lot lately about the apostles and what it means to be a disciple. This gospel really struck me yesterday and today I see this image of Calvary.

Think about it,  this unnamed man (the repentant theif) hanging on a cross next to Jesus got it  53 days before the apostles! (Pentacost)
Peter had just denied even knowing Jesus not once but three times and we all know what it took for Thomas to finally get it.

I pray this evening that my faith will never falter
will continue to grow and eventually lead me one day to be a disciple
worthy to walk side by side with this repentant thief in paradise.