Good Friday — Not, Black Friday?
That’s what it feels like when loss hits close to home. When our hearts are breaking and the world keeps spinning like nothing happened. People laugh. Traffic moves. Life goes on. And we wonder how we can go on?An innocent Man — kind, compassionate, blameless — betrayed, beaten, nailed to a cross. Justice twisted. Truth…
Good Friday? or, Black Friday?
Shouldn’t “Good Friday” be called “Black Friday”? After all, on this day, the most scandalous betrayal of justice in human history took place. He wasn’t guilty of any crime or sin. After the illegal trials, this loving, compassionate, giving, caring, innocent Man was stripped and tied to a post. He was whipped and beatened —…