Good Friday

Every year when Good Friday pass by, I don't usually think much about it. Maybe Eli will get off a little early today. That's all. This year I am singing and Eli is playing his trumpet in this beautiful cantata called, He is Jesus Christ. It is so beautiful. It is the story of Christ from birth to resurrection. We are combining multiple stake choirs and last night was the first night we sang all together. When we sang the first note, the spirit was over whelming. Through out the night I just tried to take it all in. Oh so many years ago Christ, my savior and brother chose to suffer for my sins so that I would be able to repent and be with him again.

So today being Good Friday I have tried to keep Christ in my thoughts all day. I often wondered why they call it Good Friday, because it always seemed to be so inappropriate. This year I am touched by the sacrifice he gave by choice. All week I have tried to remember by history, with what Christ was doing on the particular day. I am so grateful for him and his ability to sacrifice himself so that I could be with my family forever and ever. I now understand that Good Friday is a good day because it gave us all the ability to with those we love forever.