#crufixion

Why is Good Friday still so important?

They were an odd pair. A man and woman who stood, watching intently, as their leader gasped out his final breaths on a cross. They came from different backgrounds. His was the sea. Hers—well, she tried to forget the things she’d done. But this odd pair had something in common. They were drawn together by the cross. Or rather, the Man who hung on the cross. The Man who had just died. More than…