Immediately after Jesus’ death, the circle of his friends began to gather. Their love for him, instead of fading in his absence, quickened, opening into a potent love they felt for one another. Their gatherings were like those of a bereft circle, and they were built around lament, the reading of the texts, silence, stories, food, drink, songs, more text, poems – a changed sense of time and repeated intuition that there was ‘one more member’ than could be counted.
Constantine’s Sword (11), p. 124