A man named Hartley had a morbid fear of thunder. He went to a prominent psychiatrist who specialized in the treatment of this phobia, which is called “brontophobia.” Said the psychiatrist: “It’s silly to be afraid of thunder at your age. Just think of it as a drum roll in the symphony of life.” The patient asked, “Will that cure my fear of thunder?” “If it doesn’t,” the doctor replied, “then do as I do. When you hear thunder, stuff your ears with cotton, crawl under the bed, pull a blanket over your head, and sing, ‘Mary Had a Little Lamb’ at the top of your voice.”
The Gospels tell us that in those first hours after the Crucifixion,…
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