“My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
Then Jesus gave a loud cry and breathed his last.
And the curtain of the temple was torn in two, from top to bottom.
When the Roman centurion, who stood facing him, saw the way Jesus breathed his last, he said: “Truly this man was the Son of God.”
Mark 15.
Death is always sad. Loosing a friend. Potential not achieved. Regretting things never said or done. How much more sad if death is by cruel painful and lengthy execution.
It does not bear thinking about.
Today is a day for weeping with those who weep. In today's world there are too many who are suffering and carrying unbearable burdens.
Make time today to reflect on the suffering of the world and how God suffers with us in the pain.
Photo - my picture of an old metal crucifix.
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