Today is Good Friday, and I wanted to post this first part of a poem by Maya Angelou entitled
"Glory Falls":
Glory falls around us
as we sob
a dirge of
desolation on the Cross.....
This is the day we like to skip in Passion Week--the day of sadness and horror and pain. We shrink from the sound of the hammer, we close our eyes at the dripping blood covering the hem of Mary's garment, we cover our ears at the moans and even the "sayings"-- yet, glory is shining around the cross as Jesus finishes well obeying his Father and dying for our forgiveness. Shall we stop and sob?
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