As I look at the news, the TV programmes and the internet nothing much is said about Jesus. He brought Great News, yet no one wants to hear it. We need to hear it though, we need to come and repent, we need to grasp hold of the Good News and rejoice.
Today marks the day my savour died for me. Today the sky turned black. But soon there will be hope. Sunday is coming!
"It was now about the sixth hour, and there was darkness over the whole land until the ninth hour, while the sun's light failed. And the curtain of the temple was torn in two.
Then Jesus, calling out with a loud voice, said, “Father, into your hands I commit my spirit!” And having said this he breathed his last.
Now when the centurion saw what had taken place, he praised God, saying, “Certainly this man was innocent!”
And all the crowds that had assembled for this spectacle, when they saw what had taken place, returned home beating their breasts. And all his acquaintances and the women who had followed him from Galilee stood at a distance watching these things."