At the end of this service last Easter, after the glorious music, the majesty of it all, throngs of people were surging forth after having sung their ''Alleluias'' and their ''Hosannas," shaking my hand, telling me how beautiful everything was, how well I did, how great it was to be here.

And then there was this young man, surely a student, who filed through the door, shaking my hand, saying only, ''I don't know. I just don't know." As we all danced forth into the warm glow of Easter, the certainty of our faith having been renewed by the music, and the message, and the crowd, and the Chapel, as I remember he was able only to stumble. To our assured ''Christ the Lord is Risen Today, Alleluia!'' he alone said, ''I don't know. I just don't know."

I think that young man's name was Mark.

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