Good Friday thoughts

You knew it was coming, they were blind

You prayed, they slept

You loved, but were betrayed by a kiss

You were silent, they mocked

You were beaten, they laughed

You were naked, they spit

You were nearly dead, they wanted more

You were nailed, they cast lots

You were thirsty, they taunted

You died, they lived

Jesus, forgive me for I am one of them.

Thank you for the work you did on the cross. Thank you for taking my punishment. Thank you for dying for me, for my sins, so that I may live.