Friday, the day he said, 'it is finished' taking a last wretched breath as a human.
Then his heart stopped. He died.
For his friends and family, watching in horror, confusion and pain, there was no guarantee that, Sunday was coming. There was nothing to hold onto but grief.
He was gone.
The cross reminds us grace isn't, wasn't, can never be cheap. It took a raw, brutal death.
There was no glue but faith. A belief it wasn't for nothing.
There is so much pain in life.
Heartbeats stop early. Grief engulfs as glue sticking to everything. Lifting eyes let alone a head takes every piece of energy. Of will.
Nothing seems to have hope, to hold the promise 'Sunday is coming'. We wonder where is He, where was He when death came too soon.
We ask 'where is Jesus' in our anguish. As we watch life unfold, glue dissolving in front of us.
Where was Jesus, when this happened?
The answer ...
Christ He was on the cross being crucified.
Life raw, brutal, beautiful finds meaning at the cross.
Today I'm linking up with www.lisajobaker.com and her wonderful Five Minute Friday Community, where we come from across the world, with our words, our five minute words, on one theme. Won't you join us there, you'd be so welcome.
That's it for now ...
Salt & Sparkle = Life Remarkable