“On Sunday night, we went to the Crucifixion,” writes Allison Pearson. “We had been walking for hours in the procession. The evening still held the heat of the day and the children were tired and thirsty, but when I suggested that we turn back, they both wanted to stay. ‘We can’t leave Jesus now,’ my daughter reasoned. ‘His cross is so heavy. If he can do it, so can we.” Read the rest.