3:12 a.m. Easter Sunday, April 4, New York City

Is this what it took to be known by your first name?

To smile benignly from behind a TV news desk?

Have the world hang on your every word?

Her journalistic ideals in tatters, Virginia Darrow had one thing left to do. Beg John the Apostle for forgiveness.

Three thousand miles away from the Passion Ministry, she surrendered to her guilt. Boarded a dawn flight back to Seattle.