Good Friday at church tonight was beautiful and moving. I love the symbolism in every detail. The silence broken by chanting, darkness changed by two lit candles, carrying and venerating a cross, an empty altar draped plainly for the Eucharist that was consecrated the day before and then escorted out, and finally exiting the church again in silence. The choir was beautiful as they sang mostly traditional songs. Their voices ebbed and flowed with sorrow and passion. At one point when they finished a piece, they froze and you could have heard a pin drop. As I left the church, I looked to the sky and saw the nearly full moon veiled with a thin layer of clouds. All of it led me to deeper contemplation remembering the sacrifice that Jesus Christ made crucified on the cross.

I Found God today being led deeper into the love of Jesus.