Good Friday

As a child I remember Good Friday as being something I didn't understand. Ok, so I did "get" that this was the day Jesus was crucified and died, but what about that was "good"?  In a child's understanding (at least, Patricia-child) "good" was not a word that was associated with death. I remember figuring that I was missing something adult and hey, a couple days from now means baskets full of jelly beans and such anyway, right??!!!!

Oh but so so much is good. I have been thinking a lot about today and it meaning.  Without the events of today we don't have Easter, we don't have forgiveness for our sin. I have also been pondering the depth of all our understanding of the next three days events and how much hoopla surrounds Christmas, which is hugely important of course but does it really even come close to Easter??!!!  We glaze over Easter with plastic grass and baskets and chocolate bunnies and marshmallow chicks - of course, I am saying "we" but I mean "me".   I am taking the time to think about today, tomorrow, and Sunday. To truly ponder what it means to me, for me, and for all. Regardless of a person's beliefs or their thoughts on religion - in my heart I do believe that each and every person out there is someone for whom Christ died. The end - and so life beings.