Good Friday is always strange. If the Cross means anything to you, this is the day when you have to face it and stand by it. And at the same time, everyone's enjoying a holiday. With the fine weather and the late Easter, there are flowers everywhere, and people are out enjoying the sunshine.
The morning was a happy time, surrounded by children. On the way to a service in the evening I walked through the park, which was already littered with empty cans, bottles, and chip papers. The doors at church were left open, and in with the fresh air came voices, laughter, taunts, shouts, and the siren of an ambulance.
That's how it is. We have to cope with the light and the dark, the joy and the sorrow, at the same time. We can do that, but it needs a big heart.
Exercise your heart today.