It’s Good Friday again and I’m totally not feeling it. Or wanting to feel it. I’ve spent years struggling with the centrality of crucifixion in my Christian faith, and I know I’ll continue to. Instead of talking about it, here’s what I’ve got today:
Yes there are atheists in foxholes
And if there’s a god
Then God is there too
Breathing and bleeding
Cowering and killing
And wishing to die
And dying alone
And crying for home
When there is no home
Because bombs broke it up
And there’s no one to go home to anyway
And sometimes not even God believes
In the mud of a foxhole
In the arms of despair
But if god is there
Then God is there
Julia Bloom 
Julia, my word you are amazing. Thank you for sharing this beautiful song. I also have and will continue to wrestle with this pivotal season. I’d rather do that than just smile and nod. I send you thoughts of renewal and spring flowers!
Thank you so much!
This is beautiful.
Thank you!