It's Friday, but Sunday's Comin'

A little more food for thought from Max Lucado:

"It wasn't right that spikes pierced the hands that formed the earth. And it wasn't right that the Son of God was forced to hear the silence of God.

It wasn't right, but it happened.

For while Jesus was on the cross, God sat on his hands. He turned his back. He ignored the screams of the innocent.

He sat in silence while the sins of the world were place upon his Son. And he did nothing while a cry a million times bloodier than John's echoed in the black sky: 

"My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?"

Was it right? No.

Was it fair? No.

Was it love? Yes."

I am so thankful for the sacrifice that was made on that dark day for me.