Good Friday.
It's such a ridiculous name...how can anything good come from the horrific death of an innocent man?
But that's just it...it did. Our salvation, our lives, our freedom. Grace poured down from the heavens like rain, like the drops of blood that ran down the forehead of the man who gave more than even He could have given.
***Author's note:
I was going back through my blog today, just looking at some of the stuff I had written over the past couple years, and also taking a peek at drafts I had started and not finished. Odd that I would find this one...one year later on Good Friday...
***Author's note:
I was going back through my blog today, just looking at some of the stuff I had written over the past couple years, and also taking a peek at drafts I had started and not finished. Odd that I would find this one...one year later on Good Friday...
