The story of Good Friday didn’t begin that morning. The narrative arc opens many years earlier in Bethlehem, with the miraculous fulfillment of prophecies spoken long ago. The story of an anticipated Savior unfolds with miraculous healings and captivating teachings to growing crowds. But the narrative arc peaks on the night before Good Friday....
Easter on the Margins
This week’s blog post is written by my colleague Ashley Dickens. This year, perhaps more than ever before, I feel the ache of Good Friday. I feel the weight of Hope Himself being nailed to a cross, taking shuddering, rasping breaths, wondering why His Father had left him alone. I feel Mary’s helpless anguish...