and telling the story now as it sounded first, before the ending was known? May we silence and forget, no longer for ourselves and others to identify with, the narrative of Good Friday as a day of defeat and despair, and of Easter Saturday as one of abject misery and forlorn memories? The decisive criterion for every evangelical declaration, for every liturgical reenactment, for every theological intepretation of the cross and resurrection, is this: Does the resurrection free us from thinking of