So I’ve spent this week in prayer and concentration on the cross and the mystery that is the life of Jesus. As I meditate on the six hours… on the moment he committed his life to his father… it causes such a bag of mixed emotion. At that moment, in that instant, it didn’t matter what your beliefs are. It didn’t matter where you came from. It didn’t matter how strong or how weak your faith is. All that mattered was the pure outpouring of his incredible love. All that mattered at the foot of his cross was and is the fact that out of deep love he died for you. That love was and is for everyone. He deserves our love and complete self in return for those six hours.
I Love You!