April 7th, 2015 marks the one-year anniversary of the death of Father Frans van der Lugt, a Dutch Jesuit priest who was murdered during Syria’s civil war after living there for over fifty years. I’ve already written much about Frans in the year since his death, but on this occasion, I’d like to reflect onContinue reading “Participating in the Passion: Reflections on Frans and Easter”
In a world full of suffering and violence, we are given this truth at Easter: Al-Masihu qama min bain al-amwat, Wa wati al-mouta bil-mout, Wa wahab al-hayata lil-lethina fil qubour. Christ has risen from the dead. In dying, he trampled death, And gifted life to those who were in the tomb. We still do feelContinue reading “The Paschal Paradox”
I painted his icon of Fr. Frans van der Lugt, in the hopes of promoting awareness about his life and death.
I don’t know what exactly brought tears to my eyes, but the combination of the beautiful culture and its tragic loss; the foreign sound of bombs and the familiar sound of Shami Arabic; and the human goodness that somehow persists in the midst of evil made a lump rise in my throat. I looked over and noticed that my teacher was fighting back tears, too.
Without my education at Georgetown, I could never have dreamed to have such a meaningful, deep, and heady conversation.