Along with all the usual nonsense the Media serves up at this time of the year we have this good news about the Holy Shroud. I have always believed that the Shroud was genuine, and If I may I will share this story again. When I was a teenager - I suppose no more than 15 - I found a book in the local library by the late Captain Leonard Cheshire ("Pilgrimage to the Shroud" I think). It was a small book and easy to read and it contained the first photos of the Shroud I had seen. I was impressed by both these and the story Cheshire told - so was my father, greatly. My father at that time was a lapsed Catholic. He came back to the Church when my mother was received (I was 16). From then on he had an abiding interest in the Shroud. When he became seriously ill (much later on) one of the things he constantly read was a book of photographs of the Shroud authored by Ian Wilson.
When I was at seminary, one night, being on my own in the TV room (nothing special!) which was also an old library of spiritual reading, I took down an old book about the Shroud and sat there, alone, staring at the face on the photograph. I was deeply convinced that I was looking at the bruised and battered face of my Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ, and I am still convinced today that this is the face of the Lord. I will go to my grave believing this and I hope, before I die that, like my father, I will have the chance to study that face again before, hopefully, seeing it in His resurrected flesh.