Good Friday

 

 “When he had received the drink, Jesus said, ‘It is finished.’ With that, he bowed his head and gave up his spirit.” (John 19:30)

 

“I went down into the countries, underneath the earth, to the peoples of the past … But you lifted my life from the pit. O Lord, my God.” –  (Jonah 2)

 

As there were they who watched over Christ’s crib at His birth, so, too, were they who watched over His tomb at his death. Those at the crib were of two minds; one was that they knew nothing, the other, that they did not know everything. Those at the tomb, however, were of one mind; they thought that they knew. Both groups who stood vigil had in common one thing. They possessed a Fear Of God; each in their own way.

 

 

 

About Alan A. Malizia: Contagious Optimism! Co-Author

Retired mathematics teacher and high school athletics coach. Honors: 1988 Ct. Coach of the Year for H.S. Girls Voleyball and 2007 Inducted into the Ct. Women's Volleyball Hall of Fame. Since retiring have written two books; "The Little Red Chair," an autobiography about my life experience as a polio survivor and "A View From The Quiet Corner," a selection of poems and reflections. Presently I am a contributing author for the "Life Carrots" series primarily authored by Dave Mezzapelle of Goliathjobs.com.
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