Here we are at the end of Passion Week on the eve of another Resurrection Sunday. It's been strange to me to have a fairly normal life during this Easter season. This is the first time in over 20 years that Passion week hasn't been the busiest and most stressful week of the year. Since leaving my job in a church over 6 months ago, it's been a daily strangeness. A world I knew so well is increasingly foreign to me as I embrace a new life outside of "church world". To be honest, it hasn't been without an important and at times painful mourning period. I'm sure you can agree that the human soul does not easily embrace loss regardless of what we've lost or how it's been lost to us. We fight to keep what we've worked for, what we've been given, what we've found. With a white-knuckled ferocity, we hold on; and when we lose, the emptiness can seem debilitating. It's true whether the choice to let go was ours or not. Loss is pai