I don’t know where you sit today as you celebrate Easter in your own way. This is the first year that we won’t have any of our children around to give them their Easter baskets…Don’t let the marvel of Easter end in chocolate. The wonder of Easter is that He walked away
The Church has called this day, Good Friday. We know why it’s good. Because as so many preachers have bellowed to the shouting “hallelujah’s” of those around them—-“SUNDAAAAAY’s A COMING”! For years I’ve appropriately celebrated this day in soberness and remembrance of the price my Savior paid to release me from the prison of my sin, like Barabbas. But, for friends of ours and their son, this is a GOOD Friday they’ll never forget–it’s a GREAT Friday. It’s not just a remembrance celebration, it’s a reality of huge proportions. Life will never be the same.
For too many today is just another day, another Friday, another Good Friday. No more, No less. But I know that because of Good Friday, every day has meaning. That’s what I know.
I’ve got the 4th of a 4 part series to complete (next Monday you’ll be able to read it), but given the day and the significance of it in the annals of history, I wanted to take a few minutes to share a Good Friday thought with you. I don’t know where you are at […]
Our family doesn’t really have traditions. I used to feel bad about that. Until recently.