Death Shall Have No Dominion
In the annals of human love, there will always be those whose stories by which we will find ourselves feeling moved: Peter Abelard and Héloïse, Dante and Beatrix, perhaps even one's grandparent's -- particularly if you are wearing your grandmother's wedding band with the date of their wedding  and they drove off to homestead in Montana on an Indian motorcycle with a sidecar. What makes one story more significant than that of another? What makes such a story rich not only with the love of man for woman, woman for man, but with the theologically hoped for but never proven element of eternity?
Our friend and mentor, Gil Bailie, founder and president of the Cornerstone Forum, describes in his reverie on Holy Thursday what this element is. In his usual diction that packs the punch of a poet who selects words like rocks from a riverbed, Gil builds a monument of living stones to human love of husband and wife valorized and vouchsafed by the sole source of human hope, our Eucharistic Lord. An apt meditation for the beginning of the Holy Triduum.