Today is a day that for so long puzzled me. How could a day of tragedy and defeat possibly be called "good"?

The answer, of course lies in knowing the story, and that the events of Good Friday are not a full-stop.

Just a dramatic pause.

This week Maggi shared her thoughts on the language and happenings of Holy Week, and how familiar language can hide the events. I must admit that I don't know what "Maundy" means. I'm sure I could find out, but because I know the story I'm not that bothered, and no-one has yet asked the Vicar to explain it.

Far more pressing in my neck of the woods are the issues of the sudden death of loved ones and whether and where a couple can or cannot get married in church. Besides these matters the eternal affairs of Holy Week and Easter are small fry for most people.

The trick is to find the lens to apply to the view point...