For most of my life I’ve trudged through Easter. The sermons. The movies. The baskets. All that time I’ve felt guilty…guilty for not experiencing the ‘appropriate emotions’ during this very solemn time of year. The gravitas of it all, Jesus, the Son of God, dying a horrific and gory death, for me! I was distressed that I was not more, you know, distressed about it all! Surely, if I loved the Lord, I’d be able to endure the various stages of Holy Week, and ponder the weighty s