"no awe could measure / that brief day's endless length"

Marcin Modestowicz, morguefile.comGood Friday is an odd holiday. It asks us to contemplate how truly broken humanity is. For when God deigns to walk among us, our instinct is always to reject, torture, annihilate.  For today, we must stay here in the deepest dark. Any shining, triumphant reversals to come are thin and pale unless this bleak day is truly lived.  If you want to understand "the dark night of the soul" that has become part of every Western narrative story arc, you have...