And yet again, another Good Friday in which it is raining and overbearingly gray. It seems this is the tradition each year, for God to shed His tears on a day that is so solemn, so heavy on the shoulders, as I attempt to fathom what He did for us over 2,000 years...
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“My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.