The true meaning of Good Friday
This morning when I sat down for meditating, my mind was desperately thinking about few conversations that took place between me and my friend last evening about few personal matters. And then my brain started to float on about remembering that it's 'Good Friday'. Oh, right! If we had the schedule of attending the service at church I would've prettily remembered it, but it's all online now, so forgot, "sorry Lord", I said. I just started to rollback my memories to the usual Good Fridays I had every year before this one. I happened to attend the church service for hours together, fasting and listening to the standard '7 words on the cross' sermon, and then finish the service with 'hot cross' buns and porridge. Then I started to think about last Good Friday (19.4.2019), about a year ago, when my brother's board exam results were released. Because of that my family planned to attend the English service at 7 am that day and returned home ...