I've always wondered why they call the day Christ was crucified "Good Friday."
Begs the question: Good for whom?
I still haven't see The Passion of The Christ because I can't get past the crucifixion, even the very idea of it. What a terrible way to die -- suffocating due to one's own weight or slowly dying from the physical shock, exhaustion or dehydration associated with it. What inhumane souls could have even conceived of such a way to kill someone?
I'm not the most well-versed Christian and I don't attend church regularly, but these virtues are not required to grasp the enormity of His sacrifice. For your salvation and mine.
Happy Easter. I can't quite get to the point of wishing anyone a "good" Good Friday, though.
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