For the disciples of Jesus,
before the great tragedy of Good Friday,
Jesus was the person
who gave meaning to their lives.
The disciples had pledged their lives to Jesus.
They had put their dreams in Jesus.
They had pinned their hopes on Jesus.
Then came Good Friday.
All those pledges, all those dreams,
all those hopes got smashed
into a million pieces.
With one terrible thrust of a soldier’s spear,
all those pledges, all those dreams,
all those hopes died on the cross with Jesus.
With one terrible thrust of a soldier’s spear,
their very lives died on the cross with Jesus.
When the sun went down on Good Friday,
they, too, were buried in the tomb with Jesus.
It was all over.
Then it happened!
As the sun rose on Easter Sunday morning,
Don’t despair Sunday is coming!
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