Good Friday

April 22, 2011

As a kid I could never figure out why this day was called Good Friday.  Nothing good happened as far as I could see.   Of course this was before I realized what Christ had done for me!  Now I realize just how good a day it was.

Sometimes we simply don’t realize how good we have it; how good things are until we see things from the proper perspective.  Below the cross looking up is about as good as it gets, from my perspective.  Looking down from the cross, the perspective of Christ, I can’t even imagine.



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