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11/20/2003: "Burden, revisited"

That one was a little bit obscure. I was carrying some stuff a little too heavy for me, yesterday; there would probably have been too much wear and tear on the ears if I'd asked for help. I figured wear and tear on the body was preferable. But I enjoyed the challenge, the exertion, the chance to take a task and see it through. And then, going up the stairs, the cruciform bracing of two-by-fours on the backs of the flats, and I was Calvary. More that than anything else, I stood as the geography that bore witness to the terrible specificity of the crucifiction. Something Protestants don't usually get terribly specific about.