Friday, April 10, 2009

Good Friday
I believe Good Friday had a profound effect on shaping my sense of humor. Here you have the Catholic Church, almost universally a staid if not a dour institution, describing at length the sufferings of the Lord's Passion, detailing the scouring of His flesh, the torment of hoisting His cross upon His shoulder and lugging it up Calvary, His astonishment when He saw the legionaries intended to nail Him rather than tie Him to the cross. This is the most important event in history: the Resurrection is flasher and sunnier, but 'tis the Crucifixion that saved us all. The Lord God took upon Himself all the sin of the world, past, present, and future, and suffered and died for every man, woman, and child that will ever live. He died nailed to a cross, and we call that day "Good" Friday. Even as a relative youngling I smirked and remarked, "Good for us, bad for Him." The day they killed my God, Good Friday. Small wonder my predilections tend toward sarcasm and gallows humor.

A blessed Good Friday to one and all.

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