"oh its only Good Friday".
Only Good Friday...!
Words and pictures have made an impact on me today whether from an indifferent world or from the pens and pencils of gifted people.
Sacred hands of Jesus, they were bound for me;
Wounded hands of Jesus, stretched upon a tree,
Ever interceding, mercy is their plea.
Their effectual pleading brings grace to me,
Redeeming grace to me.
At this moment, on this day, we have seen it all.
God bows his head respectfully and dies.
Everything is done...
... except love.
Only love is not done.
Only love will not die.
"...help me - by living it out, by simply being - do justice to that extreme love and grace..."
The sketches by Luc Freymanc have been pretty provocative for me this year, particularly the way of the cross