Good Friday
April 10, 2009
I sit here, on Good Friday, heart aching yet rejoicing in reflection of what my Savior did for me…have you thanked Him today?

I wanted to share this with you…these lyrics were written by Bernard of Clairvaux in the year 1153.
What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever, and should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never outlive my love for Thee.
Today, and everyday, I hope that you will keep the remembrance of Christ’s passion near to your heart.
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