April 22, Great Friday
I can’t call today Good Friday because it was so much more than that. Istead I have taken the liberty of naming it Great Friday and enjoyed every second of our Good Friday service, which was unlike anything else we do at Free Life Chapel.
It was an intimate setting, very short for those on a lunch break, and so significant to what Christ did on that day.
Well not that day exactly, but something like it.
Seeing grown men with tears in their eyes because of the grace that’s been poured out for them will touch anyone.
They’ll getcha right in the heart, just like a child will.
Lord, let us never forget the blood that you shed.
The remainder of the day was walking through and planning and getting all those little tid-bits lined up.
(You know all of those flawless moments that just seem to fall into place and look sooooo cool…. ya, well they don’t just fall into place. Who knew. Crazy, right?)
Then video announcements in the crime scene area.
Then filming the crime scene in the crime scene area.
Looks crazy realistic, right?
Thank You Lakeland Police Department.
Up tomorrow: Love Reach