A Time to reflect Today is Good Friday . Unlike most days it a day which comes around annually and reminds Christians and persons who believe in Jesus Christ, that he lived and died for us. Last Sunday I attended a show produced by a church I attend. The youths gave a wonderful moving enactment of the loss felt by those around Jesus when he died. I was moved to tears by the way the girl in the role of Mary- Jesus's mother acted. It was gut wrenching. For the first time in my 47 years I was able to connect with the pain of the mother of Jesus. It was painful. When a mother loses a child the pain would be indescribable. I have an inkling, from a time when I thought my first born son was dead in an accident. There was that moment when I cried out ," Lord, please I will give anything, just don't take my son, please let him be alive." There was also another occasion when my second son had major surgery and almost died right after. For days, I prayed and crie...
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