Where will you be my darling? Where will you be when the dark is rising?
Saturday, April 3, 2010
It's the Easter weekend.
Good Friday. The day that Jesus died.
We owe our salvation and future to Him.
I've been re-reading descriptions of the pain crucifixion victims go through the last few days, coincidentally. I'll spare the details of course, but the pain was so brutal, a new word had to be invented to describe the pain on the cross; "excruciating", literally "out of crucifying". Imagine that... a pain so extraordinary, that a new word had to be invented.
It's difficult to imagine what it's like. And it's also difficult to imagine what it'd be like if He never died for me. For us.