Thank you. I can’t imagine what it was like to be nailed to a cross after being beaten and whipped and all at the hands of those that you loved. It’s hard enough imagining just being a witness to it all. I know it needed to happen and is easier knowing the outcome of Easter morning.
Still today I want to sit with and understand as best I can the sacrifice and what it must have been like on that Good Friday. Help me to understand and treasure always what you have done for me and all of creation.
“It was now about noon, and darkness came over the whole land until three, because the sun’s light failed. THe curain of the sancturary was spint down the middle. And Jesus called out with a loud voice, “Father, into Your hands I entrust My spirit.” Saying this, He breathed His last.”