Today we remember the suffering and death of the Son of God. He who was perfect, who descended from His Father's side, and came to live as a man and die as a man, only to redeem us before our Father. It is a mystery in the real sense of the word. Something that we cannot understand, something that cannot possibly be understood. Something that is so far beyond us that we must simply see it and accept it. Take it only on faith.
I do not understand why this should be true. But I am so very thankful that God has seen me as worth saving at this tremendous cost.
I await His coming in glory.
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We attended a living stations of the cross presentation by our Protestant church and its impact was unexpectedly powerful. Very moving. Attendance was much higher than was expected, and included many not in the congregation who seen mention of it in local publications. Fortunately, 2 of them were set up and after the first people were lining up for the next one.
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