Good Friday

John Hunt • March 29, 2024

The Day that the world received a new sign

As I travel the Sandhills, I'm always struck when I spy a cross planted in the sand. Some stand large on the skyline, some are small and white, in remembrance  of a resident. These wooden and metal signs are symbols born on the day that our Savior died.

Jesus was both the son of a carpenter and the Son of God. He lived a sin-free life, helped the downtrodden, and the religious leaders of the day rewarded him with death on a cross. It was a black day when the authorities crucified God, but something new was coming. Three days later...

The dark clouds parted and the Son returned! Happy Easter everyone!

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