And Jesus cried out gain with a loud voice, and yielded up his spirit. And behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth shook and rocks were split.
This picture is of a tomb labeled Kennedy in the cemetery near our apartment. One day during the middle of winter I walked through the snow to the graveyard to see my favorite old stone, but snow had covered it too deeply. So I looked inside the Kennedy tomb, one of the few actual buildings in the cemetary, and saw that the designers had engraved on the wall next to the cross “It is life which is night and death is daybreak.”
There seems to be no daybreak for me; perhaps the weight of my responsibilities will crush me – it feels that they must, soon – and perhaps then I’ll be freed from all responsibility forever.
– KF –